The World Is Not In A Hurry (From My Musical, This Is My Life) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Something that will shine
From the rising through
And drawing freshness line
In to the very new

Refrain
Needing not to worry
For things that turn to come
The world is not in a hurry
Where silences are from

Quavering blossoms young
In to the fields of seed
Where lives futures belong
For every root to read

Refrain

Things come from needing
Twisting their aches calling
What their steps are reading
How consequences are falling

Refrain

Something that will be here
When its true day comes
Giving of and to share
Readings of lines numbs
Steps coming toward the new
When its reaches to me
Something to give to you
When I can set it again free

Refrain
Needing not to worry
For things that turn to come
The world is not in a hurry
Where silences are from