Not Now

The unpleasant present 

you hold in your hands ...

wait for it

to become grains

of falling sand.

The menacing opponent 

this imprisoning moment ...

wait for it

to serve as a component.

The darkening day

of uncertainty and fear ...

wait for it

to suddenly become clear

and the sunshine 

of a better time 

to certainly appear.

The barren tree

bearing bare branches ...

wait for it

to bloom with new chances.

The entertaining game

whatever type 

of hyped bout ...

wait for it

to eventually 

sequentially 

play all the way out.

The demon in disguise 

screened from human eyes ...

wait for it

to be disrobed 

by the light.

The worthless substance 

of the unchanged 

same old ...

wait for it

to transmute into 

true gold.

The seeming end 

of the matter 

of shattered dreaming 

and heart ...

wait for it

to mend 

into a blessed 

fresh start.

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©️ matt decker