patience with self is hope and patience with
God is faith. perhaps that is the gist of life
as a child we have nothing but time. the days
long, the summers longer until we can escape
the carnal love we find is never enough - we
search out more and i hear that for men it is
even harder - patience in love a thing given
to very few. and patience in God a thing our
long lost friend beckett wrote: when we pass
let us go to him and see if we got it right or
what we got wrong. the youth, our loves, in
time.
