Expectancy

All of life is waiting.
Patient expectancy
Is the fuel of apprehending
The best possible.

Strength

Of body, mind and spirit

May be had

If one labors

And waits.

Love

Is that blossom

That fragrances our years

But is the product

Of expectant waiting.

Promotion

Is life’s sweet reward

And falls like ripe fruit

Into the tender’s open hand

If patient expectancy
Maintains the orchard.
 

Even as the infant

Requires time in the womb

So all good things come

In the quiet of expectancy.