Of all the ends

And all the starts

And every in-between

I asked the moon

To give me faith

And here is what I gleaned:

She lured the waves

To sandy shores

And set the wind at ease

She asked me, she said,

‘Go to water

Wade out past your knees.’

Beyond the breaks

Close to my heart

The peaks and troughs grew wider

I balanced on my tippy toes

As though on a wire

Standing up

Against the waves

I swallowed my own wraith

Surrendering

To something else

Now that was having faith