In the quiet hush of morning’s light,
Where dreams and dawn softly unite,
Patience blooms in silent grace,
A calm embrace, a gentle pace.

Through trials fierce and storms unkind,
Steadfast hearts are hard to find,
Yet those who wait with tender will,
Find strength in silence, standing still.

Time flows like a river’s course,
Unyielding, yet without force,
For in the pause, in waiting’s guise,
Life’s deepest truths often arise.

So let us cherish moments slow,
The seeds of patience we shall sow,
For in each breath, in every sigh,
We touch the infinite, reaching high.