Low Tide

Low Tide Act 1: Sand I remember The hushed curve of a wave Spooling around my heart Unfurled strength Melting to the rhythm of a calming storm Passing across the damp reflection of evening sand Act 2: Moon I remember The fickle breath of foam Whispering against my back Honey-stained Paspalum Basking in slivers of bleached sun Leaping across the sails of a thousand ships Act 3: Stars I remember The depth of an ocean’s sigh Reaching refuge along the shoreline A chandelier of stars Paying homage to the distant pull of a planet Soaked in swirls of methylene blue