Patience
is the hope I breathe
as one more day
bows to the moon.
Time is my master,
keys grasped tightly
in it's hardened grip.
Unlocking my cage
is...not yet an option
as I remain a prisoner
to Patience.
19/6/08
A proper poem... how do people do that! ! ! ! ! I love it...10derly... it is the language of concisenesss... aroha... PS I wouldn't worry... as you lay them over your turning will make them come...*smiles*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
At last! Someone worthy of the title 'POET'. (Not that I consider myself one of course! ! !) I'm loving your stuff.