The art of waiting
Tired of waiting
Endurance exhausted
Overtaken by impulse
Driven in to hasty action
Suffering backfire and repenting
But the gone does not return
Flowers wait for the spring
Days wait for the sun
Stars wait for the night
Dew waits for the dawn
But the harried mortals
Forget the order of nature
Life is a game of patience,
Tolerance and restraint
May be difficult to many
But, no other option
Right and wrong are not absolute
Perceptions vary and fluctuate
The wise ones do not react
They respond with poise and calm
And get the desired result
Be with the nature
Let the fruits ripen
Your basket will be full
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