Horizon.

The horizon is keen and bright

Where it meets forbidding land

Darkening under the shadow of sea cloud

To reverse the agreement


Silver sea and dark land

Shining cloud and lead sea.


The sharply ruled line borders

The yeasty churn of the cycles

The pull of the moon

The draw of the tide


If priest at the marriage of Moon and tide

Then midwife and pall bearer

Between Sun and light.


And a God

All encompassing

But for you alone.