Surfing

Surfing I always surf, on the waves of emotions... some nasty, dreadful, some easy, and kind!! I always fly, to the lands afar, forbidden as Holy fruit; sometimes across, the harrowing meadows, sometimes within my range!! I always sink in the deepest sorrows, like in waters impure, in souls hollow; sometimes found, many times lost, most times submerged, in an abyss, Struggling to stay afloat!! Tanzila