Waiting
No time passed today,
the hours like trees on a windy day,
back and forth they'd sway
you prefer that, sadly to delay my way
the first time your eyes forgot mine
i knew then, i ceased to be friends with time
now i trickle in to the stream
the rapids and falls disperse my dreams
the hollows of old trees, hide me well
while i patiently wait to wish this world farewell
though not a second sooner than god or nature would intend
however, let it come to me before emptiness is my only friend.
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