The Pathway Of Waiting

Over the moor

As we sat to view

The horizon and land appeared one.

Fathoming the land

The more we walked

The unison appeared at distance.

The seasons of waiting

Appears to be never-ending

The more we advance, the more it repelled.

I wish to hold it in my hand

In the hope to fathom it

Only to know the journey is difficult.

Mighty warriors kneeled

In front of perceivers

For victory is theirs even before the battle began.

Diligence is not easy

Coupling with forthrightness necessary

From there motivation draws energy.

Time of endurance sucks

Test appears impossible

Till you cross through the river.

Rewards of patience too sweet

Stepping into the dream that meant

Nothing is happier that labor of sweat.