Patience, what a great word it is,
Only if I'd have a real idea or this.
Everyone tries to explain in a different way,
But none really understands it, I can say.
Only God knows the meaning of such a word,
We just try to get a glimpse of this rare bird.
And if we don't succeed, we try again one more time,
Hope to became calm, peaceful, like a pleasant chime.
Emotions coming and going through our brain,
Like the storm, which brings up a quick rain,
The next minute it already passed,
There goes our patience, disappears fast.
However, someday the understanding will come,
When I'll be never sad, nor fearsome,
The glorious light of patience will became my part,
Forgiveness and mercy shall reside in my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Patience is a very nice valuable word and God knows its meaning definitely. Emotion comes and goes through our brain. Patience does magic and we realize our perseverance. Due to patience we win ever. Forgiveness and mercy resides with us while we keep this value and remain in memory of God. An outstanding poem this is.10