Wake(up)Boarding
An early rise
the lake is still
like glass it shines
motionless & tranquil
i wait my turn
i admire the lake
i admire the lake
watching the kid ride by
gliding effortlessly across the wake
through squinted eyes i continue to gaze
too early to be fully conscious
the sun puts me into a daze
i extend my legs and relax
welcoming the sun
as it beams on my back
in my ears the speakers cry
competing with the wind
this is my lullaby
the boat is my cradle
it rocks me to sleep
allowing my body to rest
and my dreams to steep
and my dreams to steep















