With the melting tide
The sun is changing like the reef
Horizon's window shade
Folds and swallows aged belief
September sailed in strong
Flagging signs of good ahead
September soon sailed on
Taking back its goods unsaid
The cunning half-lit moon
Seemed to speak new promises
Until the light of day
Revealed in fact its silences
With its half-born light
I could have sworn I heard it say
The sails it vowed to send
But now I see the light of day
Before nightfall, it's gone
Leaving naught but watery track
As the ship sails on
Reef now dams the passage back
Such white sails that came before
Reflected sweet the moon's soft glow
But while so nice it was to see them
Better it is to see them go
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