When choice is not a matter of heart Or sight a glance at sun kissed chin Arise my dawning love, arise Don't look away I'm not sorry that we must being
Quiet is a comfortable path Known well to ways Better to feet And most best know to this mind of mine As I create based on what I see Scene lived as me, try It's not where I've been, or stand that's me, inadequately
I realize now while I pursue an artful path away, from servitude that better memories are minefields too as they conjugate the life I once thought through
Patience is no freer than sky No further than breath from within you breathe No more mapped than oceans collected cold And yet warmer than the touch of summery springtime bold
Patience is cost Patience is free Patience is you, still Waiting for me
