By Water
Dreams were washed
By wave on wave, of cursive lines
Laced in rhythm
Laced in rhyme
Feet were washed
By lapping tongue of salty pluff-mud’s saline brine
Cleansed by water
Cleansed by time
Head was washed
By sacred droplets at the altar, as a child
Touched by holy
Touched by grace
Dive in, I dictate to my heart
And words
You
Must swim together
Both
Up and down the stream
With and against
Moon-driven tides
The heavens tell the water
Orchestrate
The ebb and flow
As a mother to her child
I whisper, you must go
I stand beside the water’s edge
Toes
Buried in course shades of broken shell’s tan
sand
Remaining by the water
Anchor
Set
Sail’s upright
Reflecting
By Water
Moonglow my sole light
Throw each word
And dream into the sea
And by the water
I will stay
Safe by the water
We remain
such lovely images, Elizabeth.