Poems of Narad

Riptide

Twice the sea
Accosted me,
Its roar and roll
A memory

Of heaving wave
And cobalt grave
Exacting its toll
And none to save.

A fierce rip-tide
That tossed aside
The self's control,
A nightmare ride

Where breakers threw
Foam and spew
To swallow whole
The life I knew.

A fearsome flow,
A force below
A gaping hole
Through which I'd go,

And twice the feel
Of arms like steel
Thwarting the goal
Of Neptune's zeal.

I breathed in pain
But safe again,
Though God extol
Cannot explain

How all-wise Grace
Selects a place
To save one soul
Or annul a race.