Almedia Knight Oliver
Waiting... - Poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
In my own tranquility, I attend my breath and wait.
I need neither Zoloft, nor steroid, nor meth.
I rage on no more against time and fate, for
what's mine is expecting me.
I stay in haste and delay glee-for
what benefit is such haste?
I stand amid pain and sorrow, yet
Knowing that what's mine awaits tomorrow
Many stormy days and dark nights, I stay hoping
to find my way home, yet not knowing that
which I seek seeks me, and yet
not changing my destiny.
Does it matter to be alone or shall I break?
I rest in joy for that mate in wait.
Where seeds are sown, thereby
to garner up its fruit of love.
Compassion is the redeemer of malice;
welcome to the world of duality!
So pervade love throughout the universe,
thereby dissipating evil.
The stars and moon afar off, yet light the night bright.
Rising full moon crosses the sky in splendor and
tides wave over wave. In truth and delight
nothing can keep what's mine from me.
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