Forever Horizon. Photo: Chuck Schmid/Surf-Shot.com
Soaring horizon
The shadows of cresting waves
Dead winter marching
Inherently signaling change
Tiny silver droplets
On somber drawn out gray faces
Stack of stout lines
Bearded in frozen white spray
Expanding, frothy sections of foam
A cylindrical, spinning cacophony
The charcoal canvas
Dripping with salty soot
Hollowed out cannon vortex
Amber caramel floats
Melting iron chambers unload
Experience land
Racing up a crystal cornice
Only to race back eagerly to the sea
