Here.
Lovely. Quiet. Hope-filled.
The cuckoo clock ticks time
and I am here waiting.
The sun shines
on flowers' glory
and I wait.
Nothing as lovely as Him.
He's promised His presence.
Here.
So I wait.
In the stillness, I wait.
In the peace, I wait.
For Him.
As for me, I am poor and needy, but the Lord is thinking about me right now.
You are my helper and my savior. Do not delay, O my God.
Psalm 40:17
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