I watch for you each evening.
Waiting and wondering.
Like a child longing for dessert,
When is dinner time over?
How many peas must I eat first?
I anticipate.
I wonder and wait...
when will the dark become
dark enough!
Enough to reveal your glory.
Each night I see a different sight
A new shade and perspective.
Light reflected, revealed, radiating.
Or tonight... covered, shroud, hidden.
Yesterday's dusk brought deep, dark clouds
Across my vista, shadows swept thick with movement
Dense with a heaviness that slowed their race overhead.
Each step they took across the sky laboured.
I waited. I watched.
Wondering if I would see you when these dark ones parted.
As the clouds trudged through the murk of the evening sky
I wanted...
Willing just one glimpse...
One quick view of your face.
For I knew you were there.
Even if hidden.
You are always there.
Positioned there long ago,
you remain.
Not yet shaken, always firm in place.
I know you are there.
Now, I watch for you every evening.
Written June 2020
...reminds me of this post from March 2012
