in a timeless turn of events the
tide sways in silence
with foam to cover
its stealthy, tedious tracks
no one knows what its done
cares to assume its shame
its shameless, it splashes
through the cool day
the warm day
the day that's no longer here
but once was there
water everywhere
inside us...around us
moving us
conducting us
sustaining life
taking life
water the master
water a God
water a Goddess
deep in the misty night
awaiting a form
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