I'm Waiting Poem by Dominic Windram

I'm Waiting



I'm waiting for my dreams to blossom into words.
I'm waiting for moonlight to transfigure the night.
I'm waiting for old wounds to heal in novel ways.
I'm waiting for angels to descend from abstract heights.
I'm waiting for Love to seep through Modernity's cracks.
I'm waiting for spring time amidst this wintry age.
I'm waiting for rainbows after societal storms.
I'm waiting for one who can weigh the worth of Truth.

Saturday, November 21, 2020
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