Waiting n Love

My little child,
Everything will come when the time is right.

Like the sun that rises and sets,
At its appointed time each day,
Like the rain that falls
Keeping the soil alive,
And the law of the four seasons,
Part of nature's beautiful fascade...

If even the wind
That comes and goes as it pleases
Heeds the words of its Master
Halting when rebuked,
What more Love
Who in all things were first made,
Governed and placed in motion?

Again,
If He cares about when the sun rises
Of the days and the months
And the timing of the seasons...
What more He cares about you, little child?

Leave love to Him, for He is Love Himself
...and so is everything that comes with it.

Wilson Khor W.H. @ Seymour Nightweaver

poem by Wilson Khor Woo Han
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