Through The Years
A poem
Plainly Put
A poem
you are
not made of marble
to erode with time
with each sun’s rising
i trace the paths of you
your well-trod wisdom maps
etched deep into your being
breath by breath
you unveil Earth’s reverence
growing into your bones
watch the hours drift
across your sea-changed skin
inking currents unseen
let me be anchored to you
this steadying body of water
that holds my heart buoyed
you are the moon
forever renewing beauty
with each
waxing tide
your radiance calls forth
the highest realms in me
urges my tides to crest
mirroring your cosmic grace
washing eternal over
this ever-altering shore
