In our society of instant gratification, instant messaging and you-tube in your pocket, patience is hard to come by. In this business of writing and revising, critiquing and re-revising, submitting and w-a-i-t-i-n-g, patience is a learned behavior.
In Liz Rosenberg's wonderful poem CHRISTMAS CACTUS, patience is gloriously rewarded.
THE CHRISTMAS CACTUS by Liz Rosenberg
All during the Christmas rush
I waited for the thing to come alive.
Eyed it while I gift wrapped scarves,
withered it with scorn as I threw
the green and silver bundles under the tree.
By New Year's
I vowed to be happy
living with just stems.
Then one day in February-
the worst month of the year,
making up in misery what it lacks in length-
the blooms shot out,
three ragged cerise bells that rang
their tardy Hallelujahs on the sill.
like the girls that shine
and shine at long last
at the spring dance
from their corner of the gym.
May your holidays be rich with the gift of patience and your 2009 be gloriously rewarding.
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