Some rest
some road
some work
some play
And in between
the waiting
and waiting
and waiting
and waiting.
You can’t yell at answers
to hurry up
Or you can
but they won’t.
They reveal themselves
in good time—
after rest
on the road
during work
before play—
but always
in their time
So rest
and walk
and work
and play
with no intention
but full attention
It will not speed your answers
but often
it pleases the gods
enough to throw in
a free gift
with purchase:
life, well-lived.
xxx
c
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sweet. and a good reminder.
Well said Colleen. ‘Gotta admit … I HATE the waiting!!
You’ve inspired me with all of your poetry. I’m getting back into it and I’ll be launching a poem-only website soon! :)
the end makes me smile- thanks Colleen
You are very inspiring. The most inspiring person I’ve run across in YEARS. Thank you!
THANK YOU, ALL.
PP – I’m thrilled to my toes. Seriously—that taking a blind stab at something I don’t even feel that good at or about could reinvigorate someone who did is tremendous. Thank you for sharing that.
And Glenda, you’re way too kind, but bless you for it.
“But always in their time”… Awesome!!!
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