Alone and empty
I moved without the moon
Attempting to keep my own rhythm
Stubbornly holding onto control.

You crept up like the tide
Always moving in and out
Too slowly to notice
Until it swept me away.

Your water nourished me
When I was accustomed to drought
Acclimated to the constant thirst
that I forgot I even had.

I dove right into the waves
Toes numb, eyes focused at the horizon
Not knowing what to expect,
Accepting your water in my soul.

Submerging myself,
My body compelled me to come up for air
Take a breath
But my gilled heart was secure down there
For the first time.

Autumn implies decay
Vibrant colors turned to brown
No green in sight
Remembering the lively spring.

But look closely as
the leaves drop from their source of life
And find the dirt from which they were born.
There is no death here.

Just as the water moves by some greater force,
As the leaves fall
to birth new life,
So do I yield to the cycle.

In allowing myself to be moved,
in forfeiting control,
In falling,
I find my peace in you