Wait . . . wait patiently. . . . I would that I were like a tree So still, so silent, straight, unbent -- Out there beneath the firmament -- . . . Waiting . . . waiting -- patiently. Day by day it stands While gaily heaven's golden wand With sweet persistence sprinkles beams Of sunshine-rays upon its leaves -- . . . Waits . . . standing -- patiently. Through eve's dusky time, When church bells sing through silver chimes, Its watch still keeps while changing earth And shadows play with gentle mirth -- . . . As it waits on -- so patiently. Oh, may this my prayer So earnest be: that I may more, And more, grow like a tree That waits and waits so patiently -- . . . I shall wait as still -- as patiently. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLIND by EDGAR LEE MASTERS VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 6. RUINS OF PAESTUM by SARA TEASDALE THE FOREST MAID by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT REPORT OF AN ADJUDGED CASE, NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY BOOKS by WILLIAM COWPER TO MAKE A PRAIRIE by EMILY DICKINSON LAUSANNE: IN GIBBON'S OLD GARDEN by THOMAS HARDY |