Monday, May 24, 2010

All comes
when it comes
and arrives
as it should,
in our seasons
of growth
and sweet
summers of
gold, all time
knows its own time,
and all days
know tomorrow;
I trust
in dawn's timing
and patiently

1 comment:

Tim Shey said...

I liked this poem very much.

"Be still and know that I am God."