Waiting

Here’s me

Waiting passionately ….

Becoming a gentle rising tide towards eternity

Loving this wait, patiently

For the same kind of gentle tide like me …

It’s not always what it seems, I’m aware of it though

But when you say it, I believe that

I believe that you keep me safe in your soul so pure and

I admire you so much that I doubt not at all

I love to wait passionately for you.

The more I wait, the lesser become my doubts if any

Again I must know, it’s not always what it seems

So I must humble my manners and pray to the Glorious afar

That shines in all the time here and there too

I know this feeling is way down inside

So with much patience

I take my shower soulfully with a thought, ‘Why are you there? Why have you come from such distance with so much care?’

There’s no need to ask anything

I’ve listened carefully and learned

It’s you, bright and strong

I’m so glad I met you.

I see myself in between disaster and beauty

A spirit of love begin to stir

And a tune I’m humming that I love you

So tender, so true.

Meanwhile I accept the fact that it’s not always what it seems …

For a while the feeling may remain.

Let it be

Each morning as I rise

I continue my prayers endlessly

As here I’m

Waiting so passionately

For you