Silently I wait for the turning
Of the tide as if it could roll
Back the hands of time and
Place me in a distant past
Where all would be seen so
Clearly and knowledge would
Be a thing to last a lifetime
Silently I wait for the turning
Of the tide to which my emotions
Are linked as if by the umbilical
Cord of nature herself I await to
Be born into a world of illusion
Where peace is as unnatural as it
Is in this world or ours
Silently I wait for the turning
Of my mind to look and see the
Hypocrisy of this life that is
Destined for confusion of the
Souls born within it
Silently I wait for the turning