Waiting for Love

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem

Do not stir up nor awaken love until it pleases

How hard it is

this waiting

this un-stirring

this allowing of love to slumber

still

silent

unobtrusive

quietly waiting

subtly aching

longing yet waiting

still

He has made everything beautiful in its time

How slowly time passes in this

beautifying

loveliness deferred until its hour of

blossoming

love in restraint

waits until the

time

and waits…

and waits still

clinging tenuously

by a thread

to this

tiny

seed

of hope