Patience is divine and a panacea I know It is time watched through an hour glass Through observed pain for every grain of ash
You own it, honor and peace finds you You ask a thing from God And be blessed to know Somethings may need to happen to be answered
May be some one has to be born Some may have to grow old May be at times, even some one has to die That's how weird it could get Or you may need to achieve a certain level of wisdom For your prayer to be answered
And when you're in rush for answers Then grief, despair and devastation overcome your peace And even honor and dignity fractures Many things may need to happen For you to rise.