Michael Edman Fine Art- Acrylics 2

Surfing the Waves

The love of the ocean and it’s beauty.
A surfer feels it in all their senses.
A wave’s light, it’s color it’s mood.
It’s roar, the sound, a wave’s music.
The smell of the salt air.

As a bird, to glide on the surface, in it’s breath.
As a dolphin is the surfers brother.
The surfer is drawn here to his home.
The heart of the surfer knows this love.

The knowledge of this ocean.
The history it shares. The power in it.
The relationship of the surfer to the waves,
and of the tides the Earth and Moon.

The surfers’ mind learns what is to be learned.
The of the love and the knowledge builds
In the surfer’s mind he develops the techniques
to ride a perfect wave.

In the wave of a surfers dreams. This perfect
wave.
There exists a perfect moment, a perfect
balance.
The respect, the love, the knowledge, the peace
They are all here to have and more.
The surfer knows this in his core.

In this balance. All of these are put aside,
as if not needed.
Yet they flow through the surfer always there.
In the perfect balance is the wisdom,
of all the masters that came before.
Their experience and guidance are known.

The oneness of this perfect wave.
The perfect ride.
The technique, the love, the wisdom……
In these three things, reside the balance.
As the surfer feels joy and peace, and lets go.
He becomes the master.
In the oneness resides the balance…..
To share the wisdom of it.
One is the master of it.

by Michael Edman