Each day, testing patience,
Yet REALIZING that time has not come.
For the fire has just been lit.
And the fruit is not yet ripe.
For He claims still His daughter,
And hints as to His plans
And says to me yet softly
Just wait for My perfection.
Patience tested
For the job is not complete.
Patience tested
For I must sit and wait.
But wait I shall do
Until His plan unfurls.
And perfection is presented
And given to 2 to do.