Tides, roll in upon the beach, from far away,
Powered, by Luna's force!

Bringing within their mass,
as it spreads itself upon the sands of life;
A chart! A map! A scroll!
Which yields the faroff messages of life,hopes, and dreams,
Which have been caught within the nets, which-
handled with the muscles of fishers of men-,
act as conduits to share in this Cosmic Force;
which creates the best of things: