,
Starting at midnight
we drove into the mountians
through the constant rain.
By dawn
we were an hour from the shore
and the road through the pines
was flat and straight
like some giant hallway.
I remember the fresh bouyancy of the breeze
as we drove onto the island
Our first glimpse of the ocean was between the beach houses
as we drove south.
We saw surfers
floating on the blue water
rising and falling with the swell
all in sunlit halo.
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