In these days of political and societal uncertainty, when we take a step back to see the bigger picture of ebb and flow, these words find meaning.

…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…
…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.

(From David Adam’s Celtic Prayers)