Riding the tide,
Coasting along the shoals with trepidation,
Ever navigating these waters we call life,
With the greatest of care,
An ounce of fear and hesitation,
Yet, once rife with the swell,
This rippling undulation,
It lays bare my courage,
My soul borne with adulation,
So carry me well,
Oh crest and barrel,
Allow me to soar,
Upon your glassy surface,
As high resounds your sweet,
And crashing carol
