I'll Wait

Man counts progress in hours

The Lord by years and a day

From the springs that grow into winters

Rather than the sun that fades away

Years though long seem short

Under his knowing eye

A chick that cries now for a moment

Becomes an eagle that flies

So now though it seems glum

And naught is as I planned

I can girdle myself to wait

Until I understand

That everything has a time

And everything has a moment

And until that time, that time

Don’t speak yet, listen!

For there’s a plan in action

Clicking in slowly by the days

From little words, thoughts, actions

That are thrown our way

At the right time they’ll fall in

Exactly as they should

But with a plan stretching years

Only at the exact moment they would

And until the last piece is in place

In days, weeks, years, decades

Because I know he has a plan

I can content myself to wait

May K.