MUSIC OF THE OCEAN

While Waiting for my Dreams

While waiting,
for now I'll write a poem
or write a novel;
I'll write stories
poems and essays;

While waiting,
for now I'll walk down
to the beach and watch the sun,
as it slowly sets
and kiss the ocean.

While waiting,
for now I'll plant some trees
up on the hill,
where the strong wind blows
the view's breathtaking.

While waiting,
for now I'll pray fervently;
for prayers concede barriers,
throw down walls
and move mountains.

While waiting,
for now I'll dance in the rain,
sing on stormy nights
to ease some pains.

While waiting,
for now I'll continue to dream,
for dreams won't stop in the rain;
though the skies are filled with clouds
or when the days are dim.

While waiting,
for now I'll be hoping,
for if I won't
then why am I waiting?