These are the silent waiting years
When Time stood brooding still
Though Fortune’s boon be not a curse
We wait with bated will
His blessings will unfold anew
For those with patience true.
On Days Unending
These days I tread in silence
In patient reverie
With faith in His Munificence
I spend each day with thee
These days I do remember
And softly meditate
On past travails and thunder -
Reflections inundate!
These days I wait and wonder
If ever future holds
Or if perhaps t’was never
My fortune to behold
These days I pass in silence
I wait resignedly
For Him to pass my sentence
My fate, eternal be!