Wait

the eagle glides
on resting wings
in pale blue sky
on cloudless day

rich soil lies
warmed by sun
with seeds within
in days light

a stone is
simply there
changed not
just is

morning comes
sun does rise
as yesterday did
and tomorrow comes

just to forget
remembering not
what is today
or is it

another breath
a distant sound
and to see
nothing new

words are heard
but nothing said
just emptiness
once again

is there time
what does change
or just a soft
allusions of

meanings are lost
and what is hope
or is it despair
how do I tell

do minutes fade
or just repeat
becoming hours
or never end

If I am without
hope for fear
do I wait
or merely am