the waiting
i yearn, i listen
i wait
the silence
is nauseating
is painful
is tightening my guts
twisting, shaking
gnawing
yearning
captive, journey is
stopped
paused
poised, held in midair
jaws agape
open wide in anticipation
fingers clawing at the light
shooting for the stars
dreaming of freedom
hoping
yearning
i am ready to explode
i cannot wait any longer
when will it end
when will it start
how long will the silence be
i feel foolish
i am a fool
for yearning
for aching
for being impatient
for complaining
of the silence
this is the time to rest
this is the time to heal
this is the time i asked for
in my heart
in my mind
in silence
i asked for it
and the prayer was heard
by the silence
and answered
i will wait now
by being silent
and i will ache no more
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