See the man in the moon-
He's a restless tycon,
Waxing and waning-
Shrinking and gaining.
The tide in the ocean-
Performs a set motion,
In tune with the gaze-
Of its lunar phase.
As today's tide reaches-
The shores of the beaches,
The moon in the sky-
Tells the time on high.
The daily ebb and flood-
flows as earthly blood,
Refreshing each bay-
Twon times a day.
Like the breathing of man-
In God's eternal plan,
The tide has a berth-
The heartbeat of Earth. |