Tides be still!

Spring tide
brings highs and lows
by the gravity of the moon
acting on my desire.
Neap tide comes
levels the flows
brings the mellows of the moon and the sun.

I have cried and cried
in the spring tide
in the neap tide
you were the moon and the sun…

and you are gone…
ain’t no…
a life’s love reflected in a sad glow
I am so tired of the tide’s ebb and flow.

Spring tide, neap tide
the never-ending ride
I want to get off
I have had enough of the interrupted flow.

I want to lie at peace
in the low high
of neap tide.
I want the drama of the endless rocking water cradle
to cease.

Tides be still!
Wash me in love’s quietness to make me whole
by the moon and the sun’s gravity
so I can grow old.

Spring tide
Neap tide
Tides be still
Tides be still
Tides be still!