When God says wait,
it could mean so much;
just because we are mortals
and He is not.
If it remains true,
that a thousand years
are as one day, and a day
like one thousand years
It could mean so much.
But whatever it means,
He waits as well with us.
And the colours come out
beautiful, in His time.
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