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