There lies within all souls a capacity
To wait, for the change of the tide.
Though too often is the case
Is the case that impatience devours
The persevering membrane around
Me and you and her, him, us.
But the rise and fall of that layer
That resilient ability to pick up
Where last left off
Is conditional to the depths of
One's acute awareness for such
Emotion. So the battle continues.
Until the day when the sun rises
And with that light shines a new hope
For success, For us to see our way.
We will, we always do...eventually