The Tide

The Tide

The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke

Wave after wave comes in. 

Soft green water mounting swells

That break on the sand and then,

Rush back down to meet the next

Sea green foamy wave.

The tide rolls in at Ocracoke 

Day after peaceful day.

The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke.

The rhythm of the waves unceasing.

From creation’s dawn till the end of time,

They mark the passing seasons.

Booming waves break white as snow,

Just beyond the sand bars.

The tide rolls in at Ocracoke 

Beneath the sun and stars.

The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke,

Then it will roll out again;

Flowing in waves crashing or soft

A cycle that never ends.

Time is lost in the rhythmic sound

Of the ever-tossing sea.

The tide is rolling in on Ocracoke 

I hear it calling to me.

(C) James L. Frady

April 22, 2022