Wisdom Has Its Way

A warm summers day at a freshly mown park Hearing kids smile and hearing dogs bark I sit and enjoy at a bench made of wood I think about God and how He is so good. A few yards away at another park bench A couple were talking, as their fists are clenched 30 minutes full, of argument and rancor Highlight their pain, their hurt and their anger. I can only hear every second word Among the anger and the sound of the birds Among the shaking, of heads and sighs Her shoulders now slump, she begins to cry. He starts to weep in his anger and pain Extends his arm around her shoulders again The anger flairs up, another question she lends I could see they were lovers, not merely friends. Point by point, they work out their differences Working hard to ensure their responsiveness Will help them move on, their future assert And heal all the pain, their anger and hurt. Holding hands, they both walk away Wisdom has proven to have its way They work out their issues, pain and hurt For patience has done, its perfect work.