Until the Tide Turns
Lord,
I wait for the tide to turn
Until the distant becomes close,
Until the far off becomes near,
Until the outside is within
Until the ebb flows.
Lord
I wait for the tide to turn
Until weakness is made strong,
Until blindness turns to sight,
Until the fractured is made whole,
Until the ebb flows.
Lord
I wait for the tide to turn
Until the ordinary becomes strange,
Until the empty is Presence-full,
Until the two become one
Until the ebb flows.