I feel the glow upon my face
Keeping my thoughts from running astray
The promise of truth in a slower pace
Longing for a calmer place

But the darkness whispers from behind
Begging me to hurry along
Make decisions with weary mind
Frustrated, hurried and unkind

Father, I see your beauty in the light...
Your patience in me, is oh so blind
Because each waiting second is my fight
To learn to wait and do what is right.

Katheran Crawford ©2005

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