I’m impatient to see the dawn’s first light,
Glimmering softly, banishing the night.
I yearn for the moment when shadows flee,
For the world’s hidden beauty to reveal to me.

I’m impatient to see the bloom of spring,
Flowers unfolding, colours taking wing.
A carpet of life in vibrant array,
Each petal and leaf dancing through the day.

I’m impatient to see the stars at dusk,
Their celestial patterns, ancient and hushed.
Guiding us with their silent, twinkling gleam,
A whisper of infinity, a dream within a dream.

I’m impatient to see the truth unfold,
Stories of lives, both new and old.
The tapestry of fate, woven with care,
Threads of joy, of sorrow, and moments shared.

I’m impatient to see what lies ahead,
The paths yet untrodden, the words unsaid.
With a heart full of hope and a spirit free,
I’m impatient to see the world’s mystery.