By: the iHope Poet
Waiting is a prayer.
A hope that swells so full inside,
and stirs up the air of your day in a stride.
Longing is a loss.
It pours your soul out on the floor,
all joys are tossed for the sake of what's more.
And lasting,
Lasting is the trial.
Requiring such a drawn-out while.
So much will and deep-end struggle,
longing for respite somewhere.
But waiting is the prayer.
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