The buffeting breeze and rippling waves settle down to a steady rhythm.
You are the god of the tides, I say.
And how true this is.
Day by day the rock stands ringed by sands, and stone.
No one comes and goes except for the tide.
Now crowded , now alone
Better to travel on the outgoing tide, adventure bound than stand forlorn in sand and stone. Untold unfound.
You are the god of the tides I say
And how true that is.
Seize the day let peace abide
And know your life is his.
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