Tides Are Turning

I do not follow the written word,
I am the written word,
For on the leaves of inspiration,
The tree of knowledge,
Branches out,
To touch the lives of others.

The tides are turning,
The waves are lifting,
The tsunami is building its character,
It is building up in this storm,
Where each person has to choose,
Or lose their way in sight,
For it is the darkest of nights,
The night of the soul,
For which we are preparing,
For which we are separating,
Like the seas,
Like Moses,
Like Jesus,
Lao Tzu,
They have all come to help you,
To show you home truths,
For home is where we go,
It is into the horizon,
Of enlightenment,
It is a new journey,
It is a new learning,
For which I was sent to you.