Sunday, 26 April 2015

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

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