Roberto Princeli


Waves crash down 6:am Morning mist Hot sun burning White boards rising from the sand camp stove coffee smelling good Fuel for the engine Rhythm of the surf Drums of the sea One by one into the ocean throwing our bodies into the liquid of life Souls set free astride our hearts twisting and turning propelled by ocean into the white light of peace exhiliration fear the only obstacle adrenaline the reward sweat is our offering baptized in the waters of our creator cleansed of our sins given strenght to carry our message of an infinite calm a silence within as day begins the sound of the surf dawn of the drums © 1998, Ralph Alfonso

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