O Month When They Who

When Time Is Spent, Eternity Begins.

Like A Blind Spinner In The Sun,i Tread My Days:i Know That All The Threads Will Runappointed Ways.i Know Each Day Will Bring Its Task,and Being Blind No More I Ask.

Who Waits Until The Wind Shall Silent Keep Will Never Find The Ready Hour To Sow.

Nothing Can Be So Bad As To Be Displeased With One's Self.

Who Longest Wait Of All Surely Wins.