Learning to Wait
I'm learning to wait my turn, turning away from impatience
To pretend I have an errand that requires me to keep still.
My will is weak and needs to be shored up, strengthened by
The lessons learned each day. My playfulness will prosper
If I offer up my place to another on occasion. Sudden starts
And stops, like a hopping rabbit on a zigzag trail, only
Make it harder to acquire a bit of peace. I need to learn the
Secret of composure, so my soul will not be craving for release.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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