I once read this poem and even included it in my yearbook pages. There is a reason why, because I was struck and am still struck by its words. They seem to me to be a timeless and true and I often read it to remind me to be patient. Waiting is never easy for any reason, but when i read this I feel liek I could wait an eternity as long as I knew waht the outcome would be.

Waiting

by John Burroughs

Serene I foold my hands and wait,

No care for wind or tide or sea:

I rave no more 'gainst time or fate,

For lo! My own shall come to me.

I stay my haste, I make delays,

For what avails this eager pace?

I stand amid the eternal ways,

And what is mine shall know my face.

Asleep, awake, by night or day,

The friends I seek are seeking me;

No wind can drive my bark astray,

Nor change the tide of destiny.

What matter if I stand alone?

I wait with joy the coming years;

My heart shall reap where it has sown,

And garner up its fruit of tears.

The waters know there own and draw

The brook that springs in yonder height;

So flows the good with equal law

Unto the soul of of pure delight.

The floweret nodding in the wind

Is ready plighted to the bee;

And maiden, why that look unkind?

For lo! Thy lover seekest thee.

The stars come nightly to the sky;

The tidal wave unto the sea;

Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high

Can keep my own away from me.