Be Patient My Heart
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I have no words to use that can define,
this task so tough to find my lover's name.
In hope, I wait for my soul to refine,
before my heart becomes old with this game.
This language they call love has no restraint,
yet, still I search for tongue which echoes mine.
Perhaps there is no one who can acquaint,
and yet, I yearn that love becomes my shrine.
Upon this path, one can feel all alone,
when walking with no one to hold your hand.
Enraged with fate one may start to bemoan,
despite all your attempts, unloved you stand.
True love, like leaves in Spring, transcend in life;
be patient heart, for growth is always rife.
Silent One
Written 28 May 2016
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2018
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