Often time will beckon forth a voyage toward a bond.
Yearning then pours forth in streams, eroding fears beyond.
Commitment causes one to give unto another, whole
A piece of them that proves devotion stemming from the soul.
Oft it starts in simple scenes in which a friend is sought.
Awaking to what might become, steps yield what can't be taught.
With firm resolve, thus I began toward this distant light.
Attraction wound a rope to guide lest I should lose my sight.
Firmly grasping, I took hold as inches turned to yards.
Elapsing time let tenderness cede not to prior guards.
Give no quarter, my heart cries, as bolder I ascend.
Steady forward movement soothes the soul to which you tend.
Day by day, thus we progress, tomorrow's but a thought.
Reveling in the time spent now; within your grace I'm caught.
Future-gazing interests not these eyes that don't look far.
Lost in this moment, I attest to present patience scars.
For burned within my mind are days of bygone calm persistence.
Rewards for taking time to capture all that's happened since.
Soldier on, I surely will, and build upon this wall.
Guiding ropes still linger fast, lest I should slip and fall.
Reminding me of journey's point and not just destination's.
Growing bonds that have formed roots affirm my inclination.
Take it slow, now rush it not. Continue to advance.
Our patience ensures none can say we never had a chance.