Waiting
* What lies between each moment are more moments, more seconds passing by, ticked out by time. Labyrinths wait for you, a passage back, to find the portal home. Peace and quiet hide beneath the seconds, wait on the calm in turn, for their return.
Wait
Interim intervals last forever, gone
Continuous time slows to a random crawl
Comes to a stop at stations end
Some villagers take pleasure in town
Doing something all the time, they walk
As a distraction, a conclusion to it all
From a distance stands the labyrinth
Watched in silence by the crowd
Not a sound from anyone around
Over there, walls tower to be observed
Stand outside simply to be seen
Eternally in their place they do not move
For hours on end nothing happens
At the same time more time passes
Like something from the past
Going nowhere with stationary thoughts
Displaced by motions interim intervals
More people come, expect delays
Abide by nature's late departures
Some sit outside for hours on end
Others standing still suspended in space
They stand for something real
The end is near but still we stay
So much waiting to be done
Where will we find the time
There is nothing else to do
We wait here like our parents in vigilance
Continue to do what we do best in silence
Hide between the cracks of time delayed
For more lost intervals to come our way
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