Creative joy

The waiting game

Waiting.

For an answer. Yes or no. When all I have is maybe.

Maybe. The most uncertain word ever to exist.

My heart stands still while time beats on.

It is still with you.

Waiting for a moment in time. The moment where it will be set free.

To love or to let go. The answer is not clear. It waits patiently.

Thoughts and feelings come like waves, changing in constant motion. Crash, calm, repeat.

All that is certain has been swept away. Abstract shapes on the sand remain.

Changing with each moment.

Time moves on but time stands still.

I stand silent on the shore.

Waiting for you.

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