Some waiting drifts like winter snow
It settles where no flowers grow
But underneath the roots still know —
The secret of the sun below
You think the clock has stopped its song
But time was tuning all along
The stillness made your faith more strong —
A quiet note the brave belong
To wait is not to stand in vain
But trust that loss will bloom again
To learn from love from joy from pain —
The art of letting go and gain
So fear not silence calm or slow
They’re part of how the rivers flow
Each pause the world will soon bestow —
Another dawn’s resounding glow