As I soar through the sky
the wind blows my hair back.
I can hear the quiet buzz of the cord.
I am so high of the ground
I can see everything from up in the sky.
I look to my left,
and see ocean waves crashing on the shore
I look down,
and see my parents taking pictures.
I look in front of me,
I am almost to the end.
I was scared at first,
but now I didn't want the ziplining to end.