The power is overwhelming to my senses.

The sound it makes as it crashes into or crushes everything in it’s path reverberates inside of me.

To hitch a ride or to fight, the decision isn’t as simple as it appears.

For years I would have run away. 

Afraid of the cold,

Unsure of the pressure,

Captivated by the other shore.

My lungs quiver in anticipation. My souls knows there’s no other option.

First a tie,

Then my legs,

The current embraces me to the next destination.