We're always waiting for something it seems.
News from the doctor, a loved one to come,
are we there yet, how much longer do we
have to sit and wait to hear the news we long for?
No, its not bad you can go home, yes we have
to talk over treatment options, hello, we're here
all mixed in to a regular ordinary day
and yet some things are too extraordinary,
exciting, happy, joyful, disappointing
yet we stand in the place of knowing
we are somewhere and not waiting.
Waiting for the pain to be over,
waiting for peace to come,
waiting for hope to be born,
into an imperfect world.
Into our messy lives
and it does come.