STILL WAITING

I climb the darkness of the sky,

Where all is dark, where all is bright.

I met her scowl, her deep blue eyes,

And melted in their quiet fire.

That smile, the one that won my heart,

An innocent heart full of love,

Was like a flame within the dark,

A light I could not turn away.

The big day came—a blue moon night,

A strange deceit of sympathy.

The plangent voice of troubled hearts

Cried softly, “Bid me now adieu.”

Your silent absence is black night,

My eyes still search for crimson day.

I long for morning, bright and warm,

But night keeps falling over me.

And I am sorry—I could not

Suffer the painful odium.

I could not bear the wound again;

Yet still I dream with waking eyes.

My life is blurred; I know not what

The road beyond tomorrow holds.

My understanding fades away,

And prudence fails before my heart.

I still remember those old days,

When you would come and speak to me.

I hide within the clouds like moon,

Still hiding, waiting, waiting still.

I wait beneath the silent sky,

I wait for what I cannot name.

The darkness hides me from the light,

Yet still I wait, and still I dream.