Tidal Chariot

Swing low, salty water tides,

Reveal a path so I may walk home.

Swing back, high tide is time,

Erase my path so they don’t follow me home.

I look up to heaven and what did I see?

The moon’s full face smiling at me.

Again I looked up to heaven expecting to see,

A new moon of black was looking at me.


Originally posted on Cult of Kim, 4 February 2019.

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