Song for a Surf-Rider (Sara Van Alstyne Allen)
Jul 20, 2017 · 1 min read
I ride the horse that is the sea
his mane of foam flows wild and free
his eyes flash with an emerald fire
his mighty heart will never tire
his hoofbeats echo on the sand
he quivers as I raise my hand.
We race together, the sea and I,
under the watching summer sky
to where the magic islands lie.
