No mobile phone
And no watch.
No space
And no time.

Just oneself.
Perfect silence.
A board beneath.

Far away from home.
Far away from comfort zone.
Wandering through continents.
Sitting and waiting and cherishing.
Chasing after that one perfect wave.

And then: Bright gold dodges behind
Cotton wool. A power from nameless
Places surges the melted platinum.

Trading in blood and sweat for
Feeling the momentum like a
Part of me. For a moment
Of happiness, as pure
As it could possibly
Be.