The tides of history
Do ebb and flow
All things lead back to You
Paths and hurdles
Mazes and mines
The subtle movement of a whirlpool
I go, return, send forth, release
All I know and am
And find myself returned to You
Your gaze, unflinching, present, eternal
Opens doorways and births life
Through still waters do you move
Tomorrow, today, now I realise
The holy gift to choose
Light or shadow, sound or silence
I choose to return to you
Let go all grief, and transcend
Wandering desires, beliefs
Identity itself fades away
Senses retreat, turn in, turn upwards
And We are One
All things lead back to You
