I’m sitting in the silence, and I’m waiting.
For an answer?
What’s the question?
I’m watching the darkness, and I’m waiting.
The lifting, the light? Will I embrace the fog?
I juggle fear with peace.
I desire one but cannot release the other, and I’m waiting.
My dreams? An outcome?
What dreams? What outcome?
I fight to own sleep, and I’m waiting.
Do I know? Can I guess?
Will I know when the wait is over?
Will I recognize/accept the answer?
I grasp then release trust, and I am waiting.
I am accomplished in many areas.
But I do not wait well.
Why? Do I know? Can I guess?
Do I stand in hell, heaven, in between?
Perhaps I’m in a classroom, and I’m waiting.
An insight? A lesson? A new season? The end of this one?
Is waiting in fact the insight, lesson, beginning of a new season, the end of this one?
I don’t know.
Is not knowing the same as knowing?
I breathe, pray, hold space, and I’m waiting.
I am waiting.
Copyright February 26, 2018
Laura L. Padgett
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