Waiting - Poem by Robert Hiers
A dream deferred doesn’t have to be a dream denied
Not now can be best, when not ever is the alternative
Timing is everything – just ask Juliet
We can strike while the iron is hot in the white heat of youth
Or we can consider the whys and why nots, and whens and hows of experience
Do we want now, or do we want forever, or will we forever want?
There is a balance to strike
but the knife-edge moves unpredictably
and can strike first.
Sometimes all we can do is make now the best now it can be.
The shinier the now, the more of the glimmer of tomorrow it reflects.
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