Reluctant Writer
Reluctant Writer
Writes about fictitious reality.

Patience: A journey to peace

Patience: A journey to peace
A journey to peace. [Image by Author]

I sit under the tree
My eyes look at fall,
My heart craves for spring
But I must live through winter

I look at the shrubs
My heart craves for flowers
To enjoy its beauty
I must wait for buds to bloom

I look at the crescent moon
My heart craves for the full moon
To relish the moonlit night
I must go through the new moon phase

I look at the path ahead
My heart craves for a destination
To reach there
I must take the journey