The Waiting Game

It feels like I’m somewhere Stuck in a foreign place And I cling to a million days Crammed in an invisible jar Of my faithful wishes anchored To one Star I guess I am bound to stay Even if the footsteps are unheard Light years away Because the jury of Divine will Has done my heart a sealed deal And I must agree to conform As everything else in the Universe Takes enough time to form How do you wait without waiting When we’re the world that can’t refuse wanting? Should I become one of the sand grains lying ashore And turning a blind eye to the ocean I adore? Or am I actually the wind that leads the waves To ebb and flow as much as we are both Trying and then letting go?