While the coals are burnig.

Patience,
  not a nature,
   a choice.

Time,
  moment to wait,
    chance to see.

Thought,
  waiting,
    so many skip.

Hope,
  never ending.
   watching with a bit of help

While I sit,
  while the coals burn

Author's Note

Some how the captcha phrase seems to match "cooing"

Reviews

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:: wow... i love this stunning piece of poetry... you captured some of the key moments of living... this is exactly how human beings work (or don't :P)...

[Jon Roggie]

Thank you, my friend! One of my rambles.

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:: an awesome one... :)