Message In Stanza

Poetry and Musings

You are waiting to live

You are waiting to die

You are waiting to laugh

You are waiting to cry

You are waiting to pick up the phone

You are waiting to cast the first stone

 

You are in the waiting room

You know this place well

You aren’t just here mentally

For your spirit here dwells

The clock strikes away

Yes, it’s been another day

 

All throughout the world oceans move to and fro

People ride in the train station

While the traffic picks up and starts to slow

Also people have walked since creation

You are used to the waiting room

Filled with guilt and gloom

 

So to get out, I go the receptionist

I say, “Please help me”

“Grant me one wish”

“Get me back to the outside world”

She points to an open door that beholds, Dr. Seuss!

My mouth all of a sudden becomes loose

 

He exclaimed, “Oh, the places you’ll go”

“From mountain to valley”

“Just to be apart of the human flow”

“I have some wisdom to tell you, young man”

“The secrets to not waiting anymore”

“Isn’t just waiting for an open door”

 

“But by throwing away past plans”

“And moving on”

“And going to distant and faraway lands”

“And being on an airplane”

“While looking at the window”

“And smiling at the infinite blessed people below”

 

Hallelujah, I am no longer waiting!!

 

(C) Carly Wiggins 2016

2 thoughts on “The Waiting Room

  1. Beautifully written

    Liked by 1 person

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