As I sit here waiting

I feel change is coming

Trying to please God and my heart

Sometimes can’t co-exist

When I wait I struggle with lonliness

God has me on my protective island again

Just like when I lost my husband of 34 year

But it is hard not to feel deserted and dry

The beauty of the sea calls to me

The mountains I haven’t climbed

Whisper, “Come on!”

But I wait

My joy is seeping out slowly

Waiting, hoping, needing

But to know avail

No voices are heard

But those of my own heart

It waits with me

Watching, listening, crying, sighing

Oh well, maybe later.