The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls

Remember the tide how it rises and falls,
Let’s pray, pray to God that it never should stop,
It’s same as our life, in the eve, in the morn,
Its wheel keeps on moving, no time for a halt,
It’s same as the tide when it rises and falls.

You’re seeing a woman, you think she is yours,
Your heart’s full of loving, she's all that you want,
But sweet turns to sour, it seems you’ve been wrong,
You know, things just happen, so now she's gone,
It’s same as the tide as it rises and falls.

You’re lonely again, but you feel you can go,
You cling to old dreams that you cherished so long,
You cling to old work, to old friends, you just hope,
While months turn to years till you feel young no more,
It’s same as the tide as it rises and falls.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
I’ve borrowed the title from Longfellow’s poem “The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls.”
As Macduff says: "Sometimes we just have to commit if we are to stay vaguely in control of things," in control of our life.

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mariespoodles
nice one marika! thumbs up

has a kind of ebb and flow 'bout it so to speak wink laugh

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gvmeu2
marikia ...this write is entirely profound... non-fiction....ecclesiastical....sobering...thank you
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gnj4u
Hi, marikia,
While one's buoyancy is greater at high tide, at low tide there is richness to be found at the water's edge. And, then there are those unexpected vernal pools to delight! You’re lonely again, but you feel you can go... And, therein, lies hope that the clinging to the past will not last too long.
niah9
Sometimes we have to stand carefully at life's crossroads, and think, not only what direction, but what we truly want for us....so being at those crossroads, just means changes are happening....relax....enjoy the journey my friend.....niahteddybear sheep happy place Kiwi sheep who live in a happy place.
Yankee4youonline today!
Like the message that we can't change the tide it just happens...and we must adapt and change, bob and float on the tide....maybe your old friends and old beliefs are like floatation devices or life jackets...?
marikia
I never thanked dear poets for their heartfelt comments which is an omission I should be punished for, for comments to this poem deserve appreciation more than the poem itself. Many thanks, friends, for speaking your heart.kiss bouquet
agoodguy2have
marikia, you may have "borrowed" the title, but:

"Good poets borrow, great poets steal" - T.S. Eliot

the ebb & flow of life and words goes on forever (we hope!) ;-) nice poem/poet.
marikia
Thought this one could have another chance because of an inkling of hope contained. Even a hint on it is enough for us to feel we can go. hug
walRU
fantastic poem
trurorob
Great read Marikia
Rob
marikia
Ups and downs - such is life! Happy you liked it, dear poets, thank you very much!hug
godsprincessonline today!
Right now Marikia my tide is in the fall stage. Was in the hospital last week for a complete knee replacement. In a lot of pain and Physical Therapy is excruciating right now. So very much on the downside of the tide.

Kathy blues hug
marikia
Wish you speedy recovery, Kathy, better days are coming, my dear! With kindest regards! heart beating hug bouquet
southmiami4321online today!
Very nice thoughts here. Reminds me of the sunrise and sunsets at the beach. Flowing as life goes on. Thanks for sharing. SMwave
marikia
Many thanks for commenting, dear poetess: a comparison with the sunrise and sunsets at the beach fits nicely here. Kindest regards!wave bouquet
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