068. She Bides Time Poem by Praveen Kumar Title Golden Wonder

‘Neath myriad layers of cosmic tides,
She patiently for endless aeons bides
For right spur that her far overrides
Over grief that in her passage hides.

She bore assaults, fell to steep falls,
Found against her stand tall walls,
Pulls and pushes, threatening calls
To follow, or face life’s dire galls.

She stood steadfast in love for him,
Refused to surrender to other’s whim,
And found woes flood life to its brim,
And found her sink, unable to swim.

She took her fate in graceful stride,
And did her job as a dutiful bride;
But never in acts hurt love’s pride,
And in right time, she moved aside.

She lived alone in dangerous hell,
Never calling help in the pell-mell,
Until her love gave vent to his yell
That she must rise, live really well.

She loved him well, heard his word,
But refused to rebuild broken world;
She bides time, awaits right mould
To rejoin her love, build their world.