You could take me
Imprints in the sand
show the seagulls were here
and so was I among them
the criss-cross of feet
show us how our own lives
could easily do the same
threshold of sand wet
meets gush of white wash out
crescent moon seen suddenly
open arms like Christ
final moments cracking
open surrender yes now
you could take me now
I challenge her passion
always coming receding
I could come like her
if the she-moon chose me
as the deepest sea on earth
I could come to you
if the she-moon chose you
as my mountain canyon god
coming receding
traces of Christ and gulls
woman and ocean waiting
man moon god silence
wind salt skin lung dark night
coming receding always
You could take me now