Now and yet still
my existence is in this waiting space
before the sunrise
enveloped by the lingering
stillness of pre-dawn
illuminated by slivers
of pinkish hued light
.
.
.
Where once before
in this place i all but died,
i now patiently (sometimes)
abide
Dare i say i like it here?
In this quiet calm before
the inevitable next swell of
movement into the unknown?
Yes...
At last
and even now here
it is well with my soul.
Author notes
About waiting....Written October 28th, 2006
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