The Wait...

Our eagerness to fulfill our desires never seems to stop, they go on with their relentless quest. It keeps on waiting for more and more to happen.

of the flowers for sunshine 

of the eyes to see the first light 

of the mother for his child

of a lover for his beloved 

of the cat for her master 

of the body to feel another's 

of the ink to bleed words 

of the ego to get bruised 

of the tears to get rolled out 

of the soul to get liberated 

of the end for the other to begin 

is the wait for which 

we eagerly wait