Resigned to life's pathways, submitted to ways of
it's definition, awaiting a fortitude to be placed
inside for future reference.
A forbearance of sorts continues to placate my mind
with it's effervescence on cloudy, gray days.
Longanimity stands firmly in it's own space, never
swerving or turning so we may learn our purposes
rely totally on God's promises.
Restraint is always practiced, our daily moments
confirm this practical aspect of it's continuance
in our lives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem