Mortal mind, how you procrastinate!
Suspended in a state of "wait"
(not for God-directives,
but for your self-electives: tomorrow—
later—
another time).
I'll not take the bait!
It's not too late to dump the weight of "put-it-off."
Opening my mental gate to Love's mandate
I feel that glorious, innate ability to make a date
with good—
this very moment.
Now. Not waiting for occurrence, time, or place,
but waiting on my Father—
in Love's divine embrace.
