LINES OF THOUGHT © 2013

I cannot announce my hour,

For it is not for me to control the dawn's power.

Someone will do so at the right time,

When the winds bring the moment close, in their rhyme.

Time is a mystery, beyond my knowing,

And life follows its course, without me slowing.

I am not the master of moments, nor of the end,

But I trust that all will be revealed, my friend.

In the silence of fate, there is a greater voice,

That knows what is coming and what was, without choice.

And when my hour arrives, it will not be I who say,

But time itself, in its eternal sway.

Until then, I walk with faith and patience,

Knowing that, in due time, there is providence.

For my hour will be announced with peace,

And what is to come, no one can release.

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