“What am I without you?”
The boat says to the sea.
“Bring back the tide,
make me alive.
I beseech thee.”

Bring back the tide
Let me ride your waves
Toss me to and fro
Throw me up high
Then splash me down hard into your waiting arms.

Bring back the tide,
Pull me out of the dock!
I’d rather face the peril
of being whipped
by the mighty waves of your love
Than left alone moored in the lonely sands of memory.