the turning

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I saw the tide turn

saw, at that miraculous moment of turning
a kind of confusion,
currents eddying this way and that,
wetness caught in chaos

then, the inexorable pull
of the deep’s great breath
took hold and without further murmur
a rush of indigo satin streamed to the sea

and the watercolor portrayal
of a heart’s return
to its source and sustenance
was not lost on me

~

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