Ebb and Tide

My head you cannot touch

Though you  can see my morning eye in the sun

And the evening eye in the moon.

My body I keep cool

But I don’t know why all come near me

Near my

                

Most of you slip in, as if unnoticed,

Not wanting to be noticed, as if unnoticeable.

I know it is not in your nature to admire nature.

                                                                                              

I can see the

                          of your uneasy motives.

of humanity come and go

Hunting for associations and haunted by associations,

Verily various versions and perversions

Of mere sexual liaisons, passions,

Petrified pretensions and putrefied intentions;

There is no love or affection

Only lust in motion causing commotion;

Who can say what love is?

It is a noteworthy emotion

Easily noticeable and never hides

And this is not a mere

                               of human hides.