High Tides

I endure life’s high tides,
As they crash against my shore,
The devil turns truth to lies,
I feel I can bear no more.

Just as it seems that all is lost,
The finger of your hand appears,
I lift my head to see the cross,
A price you paid so dear.

The tides recede with you in sight,
And the lies recede from me,
The winds and waters put to flight,
My faith has calmed the sea.

May 13, 2020