I am waiting
in the garden
which does not grow.
Thirst
overcomes my need.
Time stretches tight
against the sky.
As the day closes
enter thru the gate.
The path runs
before you.
The course
is
predetermined.
I am here
alone.
It is time.
And
I am waiting on you.
(9-26-2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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