Patience

Patience, though I have none
The thing that I require
I must of force
Forbear my most desire
For no ways I can find
To sail against the wind

Patience, do what they will
To work me whole or spite
I shall content me still
To think both day and night
To think and hold my peace
Since there is no redress

Patience, without blame
For I offended nought
I know they know the same
Though they have changed their thought
Was ever thought so moved
To hate that is has loved?

Patience of all my harm
For fortune is my foe
Patience must be the charm
To heal me of my hurt
Patience without offence
Is a painful patience

- Nirmohi