Have you ever felt that darkness is patient
Oh! so patient it is – patient and nurturing
The sands whispering under the snows;
the hourglass and the endless string
And the sea that knows, stillness and silence
follow the storm; while the wild wind blows
The darkness sings a lullaby, a sweet and sad melody
The ugly concerns and powerful fears;
crawling within the comfort of its womb,
all go to sleep – ending the terrible parody
The darkness hums softly; the mellow song of hope
call of the lonely flute, climbing up a thorny rope
Once the golden dawn breaks; shy and flawless
the heart aches when dawn tickles the darkness;
The darkness smiles and recedes willingly
Without any protest, without making a mess
The transfer of power; so smooth and simple
no spillage of blood; no moves of chess
Have you ever felt that waiting is delicious
Oh! so delicious it is and so very precious
The grains of sweetness; the heart of a ripe peach
the taste and the intoxication, so very ambitious
And a single drop of honey, slides within easy reach
the assault on the senses, so very vicious
Waiting sings the symphony,
a smoldering symphony of desire
And the heart beats and then beats again;
rain falling down on a flaming pyre
Waiting whispers promise; reassuring and hopeful
the first rays of sun; a sparkling proposal
