The Tide Of Love. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Man wanders the earth in constant searching.
With joy and grief in breath and dust in hail, snow, rain.
Love came down from heaven
to shine his light.
A lantern bright in sorrows night to bring us together.
Life is a pilgrimage in a sea
who's tides work for every soul
to cast off the sins like autumn leaves, to bear truth and grace.
To find their resting place.
In light divine and healing love.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026