
Patience mingled with hope

A staggering hope like a flame,
grasping for oxygen,
in need of compassion and protection
lying beyond herself
in the hearts of those who love
in the heart of Him
This hope, in the frost of mid-winter,
is sealed away, as if to be preserved,
demarcating its heavenly nature
from its earthly reality
holding on the tension of the already
and not yet
Waiting for a rose to bloom
a rainbow to pierce through the clouds
not by enduring passively
but by relinquishing one’s control,
by gazing beyond the sign
so to perceive a glimpse of His doing
Patience mingled with hope as spiritual discipline
enabling humility of heart to set in
surrendering darkness so to cling onto the light
Perseverance in obedience even when in doubt
learning how to sit still and to wait,
waiting on Him who is the way