Moments…hours…days spent

waiting for someone…something.

Fidgety in anxious anticipation

for footsteps, a vision, a telephone ring.


The promise in that wait

The hope of unanswered prayers

filling the unending hours.

The Spirit never wears.


Eyes, focussed at a distance.

Ears, corked for a sound.

Heart, lurching at every thought

of memories, lost and found.


Thousand wishes floating

Some grand, some simple..small

Flickering in the twilight

through life’s big, royal ball.


Then eyes catch a glimpse

of wishes through the gate.

The ears wake up to trumpets

announcing the end of wait.


The heart then rises to hold

those gifts in warm embrace

of Spirit’s unwavering faith

In gratitude of Universal grace