The Ever Changing Tide Poem by Richard Lackman

The metronome for life remains the ever changing tide
Flowing in and ebbing out with ever constant stride
Wearing down the barriers that keep the seas constrained
With unsurpassed tenacity, its nature is ingrained

Twice each day the tide creeps in to claim defenseless land
Encouraging strong waves to crush great rocks to tiny sand
Echoing the passing time and counting down the days
Like some great Lord of Armageddon fixed in timeless gaze

For centuries of centuries the tides have ruled our earth
Bringing death to some and yet to others giving birth
Leveling fierce mountains and transforming fertile fields
To barren depths of sea bed which no longer flowers yield

And so for us as for all life on earth the tides foretell
The end of time when death will have no earthly parallel
But until then we need to watch and be prepared to hide
From the raw eternal power of the now ascending tide.