Of Tides and Seasons

The tides of the heart mark its seasons
Of coming and going, with and without reasons
Many wash ashore on my side of the sea
Yet soon taken away, far away from me
In all of this, the waves beat the sand
Along with the breeze that caress the land
Sometimes soft and smooth, sometimes strong
Yet none too short and none too long
Just enough in season and time for me to feel
The dance between my heart and will

If the joyous sun should shine on it
The sand would glow in its golden heat
And when the blue light of the moon
Embrace sweet sorrow and gripping gloom
Either way the beach with gentle beat
With each stroke, sand and water meet
It dawns on me that what feelings come
Come part of life, for most, for some
What matters most is that this heart may give
True love from tides it has received