Many come to sit on the shore before me,
Take in my depth, listen to my roar,
Stay awhile, then return to the surety of land.
Some, more intrepid, enter me.
They frolic in my shallow waters.
When they lose their footing, they retreat.
A brazen few swim out further.
They seek out my secrets, my abyss.
But when Leviathan rises- They desert me in fear.
But one, proud and strong, dwells within me.
Shares my story, rides my waves.
My Neptune, My Poseidon, tames the tide.