In The Morning
In the morning I surfed like a king. In the evening I fell like a child. I saw the sun through the lip of a falling wave. My memories of you running free and too wild. I used to come here to forget, I now surf to remember. Not to let the fire die to a pitiful burning ember. So as I look to the sea and up into the sky, I realise life is a big surprise-superprize. The ones of us who dare to be free, will be the ones to fly.. By Rob Hunt
