Patience

and Time

are warriors

according to Tolstoy.

 

I never thought of myself

as a leader

of an army

and yet

I need to employ

these two

strong women.

 

Time:

her essence

drawn out in the evening

swirl

of a day’s end.

 

Patience:

her belief in me

strikes

metal to metal

on my forged

heart.

 

 

If I turn ahead

too quickly

I lose sight of

them.

 

If I linger

in the morning light

and crack open

my notebooks

and move through

this world

with purpose

and passion

and curiosity

and intrigue…

 

Yes.

yes, then

they will follow.

 

My warriors.

 

Patience

and TIme.

 

 

 

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