waiting

I wrote this last August, but it resonates in my heart now, too.

Almost-silence of water,

wind-chimes,

wind touching trees,

joy-sounds of birds dancing,

crickets singing,

me waiting.

I am waiting, waiting for You,

for Your whisper,

more than a whisper,

to fill the silence,

the quiet, longing emptiness

in my heart.

I need You; You are all that I am,

all my strength and hope and love,

all my desire.

The silence is loud without You to fill it.

I need You.

I know You're here, somewhere,

but I can't hearYou--

I need more of You.

I want to be closer to You.

Your beauty is marvelous,

stirs my heart,

but I'm waiting

         for Your

                         whisper.