Waiting And Hoping Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen

Every waiting for something has its end.
The waiting may take time
Or it may soon end at a wink of an eye.
Every waiting can be measured
by seconds, minutes, days or weeks
months, or years or even by decades.
The human heart waits and longs
for that which is waited for.

It may be a start of a journey
or retirement plan,
a visit of a friend,
a taste of food in the tongue,
a birth of a child,
healing from illness,
or many more to mourn and celebrate.

There is absence of waiting
when hope is shattered,
when windows are covered
to hinder the lights to pass through.
Let us rather continue to wait
and hope for the lights to shine
than never wait and hope at all.

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written on May 30,2016, while waiting for the train, having missed connecting train from Frankfurt to Hamburg because of some delays.