Tidalia

'The land may vary more
But wherever truth may be -
The water comes ashore,
And the people look at the sea.'
- Robert Frost

(What is it of that fluid edge
That keeps us all in thrall ?
That justifies the seeker's pledge
But makes us feel so small ?)

I reach for her, and she for me -
My endless mirror: the sea, the sea.
On far horizon's line she keeps
The mysteries of her tawny deeps.
But here on my loved rocky shore,
With noisy breakers by the score,
I manage what lies in my reach,
And search for treasures on the beach.