Right Time

Right Time

Soft and perfectly, the right time has to whisper.
For a quiet moment where it is out of sight,
When the heart has been still,
Dream chasing has to get up that hill.

Not squeezed into minutes, nor restricted within days,
It finds a path then leads the way.
Gentle winds and steady tides,
It knows when we are poised inside.

We sit and wait in hope sometimes fear,
Yet still believe time will herald it near.
For in hands, our fates align,
And find strength and love, sign.

So let it come, the perfect rhyme,
Life itself has evolved in its own time.
And when it's right, you'll feel the call,
The moment's here—just give your all.