I study the water, see the wave coming even before it has formed. It will be a big one, I brace myself for it. Foot firmly on board, knees bent, body pressing forward as I have been doing for years. I have placed myself in the prefect spot. The wave forms under my board, carries me up to its crest. I ride the wave, hold myself up as long as possible. The wave comes crashing down, brings me down with it.
I am insignificant compared to the might of the Ocean. It embraces me, I am a part of it.
A drabble a day, everyday, on the many aspects of Love, in the Valentine Feature at the Burrow.