Patience and Time sat on the beach watching
the moon. “I’ve just begun reading Tolstoy,”
Patience said, her glowing eyes reflecting
stars. “My finishing may make history,
it could take so long. Oh, but I don’t mind.”
Time studied the Sea of Tranquility,
scratched his long white beard, and sighed, “You remind
me of when Leo began writing. He
worried I would leave too soon. But I stayed
just long enough. Then left.” Patience said, “We
both stay, but I always longer.” “He prayed
for you often,” Time said. “Humans do,” she
replied, adding, “You know, he wrote we two
are powerful warriors.” Time laughed, “Oh, pooh!
We never fight.” “No. But we’ve seen a few.”
Roger Armbrust
February 11,
2014
