Not yet

I stand here

alone,

but not lonely.

Surrounded

by a thousand thoughts,

and hopes,

and dreams.

Hoping

to see your face,

to find you.

In the silence

I look for you,

but the time is

not yet.

In the darkness

I search,

I hope,

but the time is

not yet.

I wait

for the faintest

glimpse

of a light,

of your presence,

of a bond,

but the time is 

not yet.

I wait.

M McMurray 26/04/2015

Whispers of Hope

Something in the air
tells me that you are there.

Something in the wind
whispers to me
that you are searching
and longing.

The sun sets.
The horizon alive with colour,
vibrant,
signalling the end of a day,
pregnant with hope of
a new day.

At the new day,
I will still be looking,
longing,
hoping
to find you.

I know that you are there.

I long to find you,
to hold you,
to love you,
until the final sunset.

M. McMurray 19/04/2015