Sometimes I wait...

Isaiah 40:31  7/6/12
Sometimes I wait,
string strung sticks hung in hand
for the next big breath to let the kite
eagle-like mount the wind's wings
Sometimes I start--
set too soon till
it tumbles top to tail:
a faint flung flight fail.

Sometimes I wait,
sun-set done
heavens dozing,
for deeper dark
to star stare
  Often
dim dark thins dim light
but deep dark draws fine light.

Sometimes I wait,
with treaded soles to the trail,
I walk but wait
I wait
wait
till the top to spin my feet to the peak
and breathe the valley, eyes wide
saving the splendor till the tip
  Often

worth feeds delay for
delay breeds worth.

Sometimes I wait,
to take a taste
when the bitter is now
and the sweeter is soon
Often I wait,
child-like
  with hope--