Shhhh!

Not yet.

We are but tinsels of opportunity,

waiting for the right occasion.

 

There is taking risk,

and there is being risky with an unguided attempt.

Change befalls those ready

for the transformation.

 

So we wait.

Days,

weeks,

months,

years.

For him,

for her,

for ourselves.

 

The Now is not yet as we want it,

but the air in our lungs fails to deliver a pulse.

 

So we wait.

 

Stillness reveals our pattern.

A deep self reflection

brings a change in the currents of our perceptions.

We wait, we are still,

and yet something is happening.

 

Puzzling truth dawns eventually,

that it was time well spent.