The Nautilus

A World in Waiting

As the heavens brush against these inner tears

and upon hidden truth they seem to draw

Let us lay down these clinging fears

and wounds so old yet still quite raw

If stars like dreams one day decay

will even the reasons fade away?

Will we forget why we risked all we know

to reach the places we longed to go?

In a box I found your story

buried beneath my own pride

and now no longer can I only

just take it all in even strides

You were the whispers of a world in waiting

You were part of my own mind debating

whether to walk toward this end

or jump the steeple and start again

The streets were deep in dust and coal

even then the universe seemed old

But we were only your teardrops then

when you could not see this place or end

Now in a vacuum of a world asleep

I pray for the guidance to find and keep

this precious line that came long before

all these who find excuses to ignore

I ask you forgive impatient youth

who balk at the past and the truth

Give us time to dig past our own way

and find what your life still tells us today