You Are Our Cradle In The Water Poem by Mark Heathcote

You are my eyes
You are my heaven
You are a sunny, distant shore
You are a cradle in the water
Of a rainbow I've longed, longed for.

You are the white-salt spray,
You are the tidal whirlpool of my day
You are the laurel sea-green waves
Leading me ashore
Guiding me by these rudderless
Means in answer
I am but an ever changeling, Adam
Drifting, following the wind like flotsam,
At the end of a whiskey bar
I am an orphan and a Chaplin
I am but a broken wreck and more
You are a cradle in the water
Of a rainbow I've longed, longed for.

You are the rain.
You are the thunder.
You are the anchor at the end of my chain
You are the sky
Above and below the oceans
Pearl black sun
You are the one true island-church,
Without a weather vane
You are the vault that holds a desert in a grain
You are a cradle in the water
Of a rainbow I've longed, longed for.

You are the mask.
Behind the stars constellations
You are a palm of dust
You are a tear turning iron into rust
You are the desert sand
And the thorn that is a bleeding rose
Eternal in my outstretched hand
But most of all
You are all of these things in us.
You are the child that is born
Like a star to combust
You are the life that is aflame
You are the seed, scattered;
Divergent, by just one name
You are our cradle in the water
Of a rainbow we've all longed, longed for.