Waiting on the lord,

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob,

In search of water

I struggled for years

Mirage is all that I found,

Still, the hope abounds.

I wonder one day,

When water is in front,

I may reject it,

Thinking it is just muck.

I strive, I search, I continue,

He, my strength renews,

No matter if the water is fiction,

He still has the power to renew.

Young lions do hunger

The mighty do fail

Those who wait on his providence

I am sure can never fail.

I wrote this poem on 7th March 2007.