Waiting is our destiny as creatures who cannot by themselves bring about what they hope for.
We wait in the darkness for a flame we cannot light,
We wait in fear for a happy ending we cannot write,
We wait for a not yet that feels like a not ever.
Waiting is the hardest work of hope.
How long will the wait be? What does it take to wait well?
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