Are you aware of your scope and sway,
that the moon controls your destiny?
High tide, low, or waning,
she sets the limit of your boundary.
For centuries man continued to aspire,
to ride your waves to unknown shores.
Times you spew him like dragon’s fire,
others you cradle him like a babe.
Poets forever speak of your beauty,
sonnets formed for you alone.
Romances blossom along your side,
to be washed away before the dawn.
Mankind mirrors your volatile moods.
Rising from the peace of the neap
to the height of powerful tsunamis,
mysteries lie buried in the deep