Swallowing pilings in the harbor

Erasing sand down at the shore

Sealing the airways in the tunnels

The water's rising up

And the reckoning is patient

A total saturation

Of field and home

Absent of pity or emotion

The water bleeds across the floor

You can gather what you will in ragged desperation

It doesn't matter when the rain begins to pour

Beyond all calculation

The flood is waiting

I'm singing out across the decades

Strapped to remember what I can

I will sing a warning

Like a beacon in the morning

All accounts are settled when the water takes the land

Like tidal modulation when the moon is full

There is a gravitation to the water's pull

A story of creation running on in reverse