The Waiting

Sitting on a pew Grilling and skew Cravings that streak Gravy of the mountain peak. Sauces and condiments laid Sprinkled, dashed and said Vegetables, meat and bread Cooked, baked and knead. Reserving, consuming energy from tree Drinking, nibbling like spree. Waiting for the next bonfire and gaze Rollicking with charcoal, dust and blaze. A shooting star from the night so dark Oozing with smoke and might that spark Writing your name in the dark board of chart Weaving canvass in your heart of art.