Skookumchuck Narrows before the tide came in on a full moon night
SKOOKUMCHUCK NARROWS, BC. 2005 The tide came in.
I take the Narrow’s tempestuousness slit
My boat lost to a long ago of well being
The full moon calls the Sea to give rise to the tide
She pulls its out to bring it in
What comes in greets what is going out
a violent swirl, a vortex of pull and funneled force
A ride like wild mustangs in a fevered run
Holding on as if life means everything
And everything means nothing
but to ride out the tide
I take the Narrows on this full moon night
For want to imagine this journey of all journeys
Will gather me in under the luminous night orb
Drown me to make me wholy and awakened
to rise out of the depths of my ending
Washed clean. left naked, pulling in air
before my lungs explode in defeat
Dreaming of the gills that let me swim
before this time of living knew that limitation.
I took the Narrows to an ending
Finding the breath of a new beginning
Waiting for the next unfolding.