Why Waiting Matters
If there could be a measure of time,
the importance of a want,
turns suddenly toward need.
If in a way a person could bottle their emotions,
in a minute of an hour,
one might share with another their desire.
Then there would be an answer,
one that might recall a design,
meant to powder the other with love,
meant to be frozen in time.
If there could be another world,
where suddenly I could hold her,
and the skies would brighten,
the magic of our horizon
might follow our quiet desires,
so I could shout upon a mountain,
how beautiful is your soul.
If there might be another world …
would you be there?