The wave of all rolls slowly on
And changes with a flowing calm
Decidedly so the cycle turns
And in its wake hearts learn
And look within to find the fold
Of a life well spent, no longer sold
What have I to say this time
Where will my grace hold the line
Between myself and grace I know my will
And yet my friend I know you still
The burning desire of a destined soul
For unto ourselves we'll find the goal
Your souls own needs and our fate as well
My dear, our deeds behold we shall
Be known to ourselves as we will become
All of creation yet light of one