Surfer's life

At the bottom of the wave, the surfer is tired and drowsy.
They surf back up to the barrel of the wave.
Feeling freedom and fulfillment,
Until the barrel of the wave dooms on the laughter.
Under the wave, the balancer hears the spinning and crashing of sea’s greeting.
With their sandy surfboard in their hands, 
Feeling the soft sand in their toes,
They walk away from their happiness.