Expectant tides roll round memories
Thought a bridge across
A surface scattered
At once so brilliant
Light transforming
Now I say to you,
Good Morning!
Now awakened I find
Some trace of an echo
While my spirit confides
With the source of these waves
Oh, to begin again,
To rise with their promise:
Letters I trace into words
Words I breathe into song
Songs become my life,
How must I sing it?
But my eyes are spent
Between the edge of sky
And the emerging sea
As I listen for a new word
Crackling in the distance:
A banner, a wave
Oh, the coast is clear my love!
Upon these trades that pass
That pull you to me
My will becomes my purpose
Above the sparkling sea
