Waiting

No time passed today, the hours like trees on a windy day, back and forth they'd sway you prefer that, sadly to delay my way the first time your eyes forgot mine i knew then, i ceased to be friends with time now i trickle in to the stream the rapids and falls disperse my dreams the hollows of old trees, hide me well while i patiently wait to wish this world farewell though not a second sooner than god or nature would intend however, let it come to me before emptiness is my only friend.