Patience

Is it patience to wait for something that will never come?
Or is this faith, loyalty, truth?
A wiser man might say that it is
The height of foolishness.

It is not my desire to sit and waste away
Nor my intent.
But my heart is stuck
And my soul is worn too thin.

The world can change around us
The moon sails past rolling through its phases.
And we remain standing still
Watching the moon and waiting

For the universe to shift.