True Love Waits

The mother bird waits for her young to grow wings,
The morning waits for the sun to break the dawn
The evening waits for the crimson red sunset to vanish
The mountain waits for the clouds to come and go
The springs wait for the outlets to gush forth
The rocks by the river wait some trekkers to rest
I wait for my Hun Marl to come and be with me.

It has been a very long saga of faith that works
in the epic of our love upon which waiting is loving
and hoping always for the best outcome of things
not giving in to despair, but only believing
that God has His own way of giving the joy
of having us together to live just one life
and be His witnesses and sharers of His good news!

It matters not how long and difficult the ordeal
of making one step at a time toward our goal
making sure every stone of direction along the way
is being followed and heeded for without failure
and every thing required is being fulfilled
and every penny paid for with every bit of fund
so the process becomes swift and prompt to complete.

Love is calling forth, is sure to arise
Go for it my love and never lose any second
The time of waiting is almost over
and the time of great rejoicing is near
in the perfect time of God above
whose signature is written in each event
and whose love is both waiting and true forever!