A time for waiting, a hibernation
Before we follow through on dreams
Careful planning, with determination
Putting away half-baked schemes.
No day or night is ever wasted
Patience builds slowly day by day
The fruit of forbearance is soon tasted
Sweet as honey where we lay.
Suddenly we are engaged in life
Our souls’ desire reaches out
And wraps its lasso around the moment
Discarding all our useless doubts.
Thank you for this poem Francis. It brightened my day.