Waiting


Waiting

Waiting

For the dusk to claim the day

The night in starry vigil

And to awake from endless dreaming

Waiting

For the sun to kiss the roses

The wind in grass a’whispering

And for the leaves to dance and whirl

Waiting

For the subtle song of rain

The rolling waves of snow

And for the unseen footsteps falling

Waiting

For the arms that I have longed for

The hours to lend them wings

And to fall ever fearless into love

Waiting

© Ann Bagnall 2013. (Revised 2019)

 

The Day Is Done

The day is done, and the darkness 
      Falls from the wings of Night, 
As a feather is wafted downward 
      From an eagle in his flight. 

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Would You Lend Me You Wings” Painting by Ann Helen English http://www.annhelenenglish.com/work

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