Sandy

How do you dance my love

your mighty arms swirling so free

knocking down those who try to stand

in the glorious force of your perfect surge

you have no mercy in your beautiful rage

yet I loved the taste you shared with me

my bed trembled under your fury

my heart raced as you came

and my tears cried

as I knew your hands work

undoing the craft of so much labor

just another day to you it seemed to some

though I know your secrets well enough

and no longer do I fear your rath

for your enchantment is the moment

you stand firm where I would like to live

and what looks like undoing is really

the beginning of something new

your plow rips through the soil

allowing seeds planted long ago to thrive

this apparent lose reminds us to forgive

and let go of our ephemeral illusions

embracing them in the present

but resenting not their eventual retreat

for you remind us they were never ours

and you help us enjoy the return

of what we took for granted

and cherish each moment's splendor

far deeper than eyes can see

for you open our heart

where true seeing begins

and you bring tenderness

as we embrace strangers as friends