Perpetual Motion

Ilse Meyer, Fremont, CA

In me the memory
of the constant changing of tides
in measured patterns,
high / low, cycles of water.
Steam gathers at the surface.
Clouds shifting up,
bearing down on dry land.
So also the rise and fall
of my mysterious woman’s flow
with waxing and waning moons.
And throughout these rhythms
are rooted in me
the ever-present roar of the sea,
steady drums as of falling rains
and the splashing stir
of the rolling urge to create.