Aye, I see you standing there –
But tell me – what can I do?
You cannot see me, it seems;
But I can see you.
What agony it is for me –
Wondering what you are to do;
Spinning in a constant wind –
Staying here – looking for you.
I make a loud crashing noise –
You scream and wince in fear;
I want to tell you not to be afraid –
But my words you cannot hear.
Time keeps moving along -
New faces are all around;
Again, I ask, with no replies;
And, still, I have not found.
For mercy, I pray – Set me free!
And then, like a cloud of light –
The help I so long had sought –
A light in the room – so bright.
What an answer I get indeed!
An angel, it seems, is sent –
Finally, someone can hear me!
Tell me how to repent!
Where, do tell, has my love gone?
Where is it that she awaits?
Here, I’ve waited, ever so long-
I am ready for my fate.
You can read more of my poetry at http://empathicpoet.blogspot.com
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