Signing of the Waves

I sit with the sun rays slowly bidding good night and good day
My hair slowly flows with the breeze as the sand mites bite at my toes
I dig my bare feet freshly released from the confinement of their work shoes into the cool sand that seems to give them warmth
My eyes are slowly drying from the tears of loneliness
They glance out onto the never ending energy that supplies the enticement of the dark forms hoping to partake in that energy
Many attempt but a few succeed 
Sometimes only one man at a time
He flays his arms in an attempt to appease Neptune
He accepts his sacrifice and takes him with in his arms
The surfer signs his signature amongst the wave
Carving with great intention but knowing that only the memory will last
His mind might even forget but his body will remember for if not only a moment longer
Once the period is placed the surfer is once again consumed and released from the godly grasp
My eyes follow if at only to partake in his experience
To gather insight but also to realize that he too is alone in that moment
The foam crashes amongst the rocks 
Settling for a brief moment before being pulled back into the whole
With each crash onto the shore slowly attempting to touch my feet
Trying to pull me into it
The surfer is now standing showing that he is taller than the elements
He is escaping the body and retreating to solid ground
For a moment he glances upon me
I have stolen his moment and he has of mine
As soon as he is there, he is gone 
Once again trying to sign the wave