Longing

You ache too great

Too much quiver and quake
Fear not, dear, just wait
It'll come yet, not too late.

Beat slow, heart, slowly
Let not your eyes green in envy
In this game we do not race
We walk, we run, we go our pace.

Wait, love, let patience reign
Do not take heart, nor fall in disdain
For some it's closer and some in a distance
No fortune just falls in random happenstance.

Dear soul, don't weep in longing
This gap will be filled with no more wanting
Just let it be, let it run its course
All in good time, for good things aren't forced.

(c) Hazlin Aminudin, 2009

Written as a reminder to myself to be patient. All in good time, all in good time. 

Disclaimer: Picture credit to Backlitstranger@Deviantart.