Waiting

2026-07-02

Emma Wildflower

— Waiting —

 

As wind rushes past the shadows

Across the tense silence

Of midnight hour

Fastly approaching

Where the clock strikes

And the moon arises

 

— Fading —

 

Is my hope

As the minutes stretch

And I stare

Anxiously

At the door

Ears pressed against it, listening

For the answers

That lie beyond

 

— Testing —

 

The limits of my knowledge

Trying to find

The answer

But coming up short

Restrained by the walls that keep me in

While more time passes

 

— Hoping —

 

Breath trembling, fingers tapping

On the wooden table

Alone am I, without news

Poor or well

I do not know

Over or not

Remains uncertain

 

— Waiting —

 

For the answers

Hidden within

These walls

 

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