We’ll surely meet;
The fruit that patience bears
Is always lovely and sweet.
If it’s meant to happen,
It will eventually.
Some tenderness towards its delicacy
and patience is all a relation needs.
For, it’s my time of healing,
I am joining my pieces together
and if my love is directed towards you,
It will remain not for once, but forever.
I never wish even to err;
Lest my broken pieces should eternally scar
your soul—maliceless, innocent and pure, therefore,
we will be together only when both of us are sure.
So, have a little patience,
and more than it have faith,
‘Cause this time you have encountered
a keeper beloved.