In Due Time

     A curtain falls… The Kickstarter page did not get funded. I wanted to despair and languish, yet this poem sprang from my heart and my Father’s heart to me.

In Due Time

Daddy, my heart aches,

my soul feels dry and weary

for our words cannot be shared

and the night wanes, so dreary.

I am not sure what to do!

Guide me, direct me, speak to me.

Papa, did I fail you,

did I falter upon your true decrees.

“My dear son, peace, peace to your soul.

All things go by my design and hand, 

soon will the words echo out;

I will not leave you to the quicksand.

I’ve got you, beloved, 

I work with good reason and rhyme, 

you shall learn all very soon…trust me,

and our words will rise up, in due time.

In due time the nations will shake

or reverberate with my holy voice,

while I breathe life to all once more,

the very air will sing and rejoice.

Yes, my adored one, 

take heart and watch the shadow’s mime

for harmony takes to wing,

and our words penetrate atmospheres, in due time.”

So, I bask in such echoes of glory

to await the cycle and share our story,

while His hands craft the avenue

for truest poetical break through.

My friends, take heart.

He works for me and you, so climb–

climb against the grain and dream;

they will come to pass, in due time.

~By: A.J. Wagoner