The Moon and the Sea

I am a great body of water below
You go over and over me
And on clear nights, I see you cross the sky

You appear as a thin curl
When you’re full you are a pearl
Formed in secret, under many folds of water

There are nights when the scudding clouds cover
You appear and disappear
Gone for weeks behind clouds as thick as land

All my tides are yours, my leagues and fathoms
All my waters follow after you

Then the sky cracks and screams
I send up torrents of towering water
Dash themselves in swirling valleys

From roaring deep I call to you, remember
Those times when you rest on my waters
Here and there, full and true in both places

All my tides are yours, my leagues and fathoms
All my waters follow hard after you