Patience
Patience unlike imagination
Rushes not wind like only to butt
Against the mountain of senses
That bars the way unwended
And leave me my yearning wonder
How to quit this haunt of brooding dust
And let the real resume life's pilgrimage
But chick like in the egg of desire
Lets Time churn to change shell for soaring wings,
Charmed from changing for homing flight,
Scaling, suffer no failing or falling,
Where the Ultimate calls His exile home.
poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
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