I keep looking for the door
Not for going out, no
For coming in
I am here and wait
In powerful anticipation
Of the moment I see you
Yes, you may
Still come
Not to see me
But to come and be
Here
With me, yet
With more than me
We wait for you
To come and be
What you were
Just as you are
What you will be
Is enough
3 comments:
It's funny how you can write something with one thing in mind and it ends up being about someone else.
I am writing in the first person. I wrote it while waiting in church.
Still waiting, and praying...
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