Today is the day of king tides

Along the San Francisco Bay.

They rise above flood stage

Pulled by the mammoth full moon

Exerting her influence

From 240,000 miles away.

As many know

Love is in the mind

Not in the miles.

And up here

On the western ridge

Of the peninsula

Jutting out into the bay

There to absorb the vibrations

To observe the penetrations

Of the great Pacific

As it enters the Golden Gate.

The perfection of topography

With deep channels of cold ocean sea

And vast bays extending 100 miles or more

And on the peak of the peninsula

Above & observing 360° of beauty & plenty

The coastal Miwok chief walked

Surveying all that God had wrought

And given to the Miwok to protect.

And this chief

And hundreds more

Watched the world pass

And their people prosper

With the prolific nature of earth

When all forces work together.

And now, 6 million pilgrims

Spread out across the region