A tunneling escape

As I dip down I feel like i'm being wrapped up in a chicken salad wrap. The spraying sea salt sticks to his face then crawls and falls back into the water. I see  the shredding black ripping into the crystallized blue then a bleached white. I feel like i'm ice skating gliding across the smooth  surface. I taste the sea salt spray while  the  hand of the wave scoops around me as i try to find an escape. I smell the freshness like a pair of brand new clothes. I hear the sound of the wave rumbling behind me and in front me I see the escape from the wave.