Patience
is a gift
Something
you have or you don’t
You
can try all you want
If
you can’t hold on
You
can only let go
Jealousy
is the color of jade
Yet
patience is one you can’t pick
It’s
not like anger
Where
the red is all consuming
Holding
on to everything in sight
Destruction
all around
Forgiveness
a background notion
Yet
here you are
Standing
at the crossroads
Hope
a gleaming mirage
So
close yet so far away
Just
out of accessible reach
Like
a taunting memory
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