Watershed

Gushing between glaciers

 

and the ocean bed,

 

a vast, unremitting tide

 

sculpts the reluctant land

 

as the moment needs,

 

sweeping particles for sediment

 

or in raging spate, whole trees.

 

Tugged from the awkward bank,

 

I’m torn beyond the shallows -

 

currents and tows rip me,

 

floundering.

 

               You ravel onward

 

in sleek rolling waves,

 

plunging deep and dangerous

 

I embrace the cascade.