Waiting

We wait, wait, wait with wonderful anticipation of the things we want most.
When we know a specified ending, patience is a virtue we can welcome close.
When we know there will certainly be an end, but wonder, "When, when, WHEN?!"
Our world is woefully worked over and widened 'til we accept that winter will last a little longer before spring.
We are at our absolute worst when we are weakened by ineffective doubt, worry, and wishfulness about what time will bring.
Where do we wind up on this road? What profit can we wrestle from it? Why do we waste away here?
We must withstand. We must wake up to what we know. There is an end to all waiting although it may not be clear.