The learning usually happens between waves
When you are coughing up water
Swearing through the whitewash
Trying desperately
To find the harmony of your flimsy spine
That matches with the sheer power
Of that massive blue wall
There is nothing more terrifying
Than when you realize
You won't make it down that wave
That all you can do is ball up
And sink
And hope
And hope
And hope
That next time
You'll learn how to breathe right
