In the old stories the knight waits for the lady,
who may know of his waiting or not.
This waiting is a hunger. It is not necessary
that the lady know. But it could help.

We wait between one note and the next,
a heartbeat or two. The shape of loneliness
fills any space.

You can wait for the world to change,
but I don't think it will. Those tracks
were laid long ago. Large souls arrive
among us; we linger in their shadows.

Here is a waiting of leaning forward,
another of turning back, wistfully. Practice
a waiting that moves toward your hunger.

In the Psalms it says, "Wait for the Lord."
With the Lord, a thousand years are as a day.
It takes courage to wait for the Lord.
That is in the old stories too.

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