Wait

As i started the day with a prayer, 

reflecting on the events that happened to me this week,

i suddenly felt a mist of melancholic draft 

that lingered through my marrow, 

a sensation similar to a thick liquid 

such as an antibiotic passing through my vein,

or as an ice left out in the sun, 

patiently waiting for it to melt 

and eventually become vapor in the air.

why this feeling? un-confessed sin?

why this feeling? separation from the One 

who bled for My Forgiveness?

why this feeling? Why this feeling?

as i struggle to discern and evaluate,

 He told me don't exaggerate.

as i begin to weep and exasperate, 

He told me don't be so desperate.

there is something in my heart that screams, 

something that yearns, something that longs.

there is something in my deepest being that screams, 
something that grows, something that flows.

Wait! The Lord my God exclaimed!

Wait and you will see, wait and you will be.

wait and let it grow in Me,

wait and Let it flow in Me.

Wait, wait , wait.

And she will see,

wait and she will be.

wait for Me, yet I am here,

wait for Me, for I am He.

and so i listen with open ears

through You i face hundreds of my fears,

Through You i Wait even for ten thousands of years.