This Beautiful Wave

This purest feeling
As the swell rises
Beneath our feet.
On the crest of this,
Our beautiful wave,
The surf consumes us,
Fills us with hope.
We look to the shore
To see the future
For us,
A serene portrait.
How we ride the swell
To reach the beach.
Emerge from beneath
The cooling depths
In empty silence.
And hope to all things
That we drift together
Before the tide rolls out.