I dedicate this poem to my son, Mark. I thank you for all the countless hours we have spent in long discussions of how you and I wait patiently for God’s divine guidance. How we have spent time and again talking about “Man plans his way, God determines his steps” I LOVE you so very much my dear son.
As we sit in long-awaited anticipation
Surely the best virtue by far will be
patience rendered hopefully
Wait, we can hear so plainly now
That of course, clear as the bell
imagination, the answer will tell
Where has this come from?
Have we heard it before?
Will we desire it that much more?
Can it be our mind thoughtlessly
will play a trick we cannot see
For, truly if this is so
Solidly on rock-hard ground, not sand!
Firmly our feet in exaltation shall stand!
We will pronounce gladly our answer profound!
For, lo we will know
after all we have done
Triumphantly our patience has won!
©2015 Merriam Kathaleen