You can't hasten the inevitable
It will come in its own time
When the weather is right
When the time is appropriate
When both of you are ready
You can't hasten the inevitable
If you try, surely it will change
Force strips it of its honesty
Impatience clothes it in clothes of your choosing
not the clothes it wants to wear
not the clothes it was meant to wear
Desire hides its true beauty behind your ego
confusing your ego with its truth
blurring what it has to offer
Let it come at its own pace.
Let it approach step by step
As fast or as slow as those steps may be
Sometimes like a silent whisper
forcing you to strain to accept it
Sometimes like a hurricane
forcing everything in its way to acknowledge it
It will come, in its own time
Let it come in its own way
You can't hasten the inevitable
Learn to sit patiently
Sensing its approach with every faculty
Listening for each new sound , each new hint of its coming
Blinking at the beauty of its first glimpse
Shivering at that first scent of its nearness
Savoring the subtle tastes of what it brings
Permitting its being to penetrate every pore
until the boundaries between you disappear
You can't hasten the inevitable
Just let it come
and love it when it does.
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