Patience and Perfection

There's been a million little starts along the path of life's journey but only a handful of completions. At least half a dozen books unwritten just seeds sprinkled on rich soil but sprouting is the business of others. I plant, occasionally water, then in the silent hours before Dawn I move on. I guess I've always been that way. Just a tiny drop in the ocean. Life taught me to lay low many, many, many years ago guard my happiness - a rare and precious sign, rejoice always in the goodness of God tie me, tether me, eternally unbind, and I don't mind... No, no, no - I don't mind. Patience and perfection were never my forte'.