leaving church

milling around,
each one searching
for a familiar face
or two; they all wait,
expectantly:
sure he is coming,
maybe even He
is coming;
maybe even today --
or it could be
tomorrow; it's hard
to say
since it's all up to Him --
so they stand,
and wait,
since everyone
has to wait
somewhere,
for something.



May 3, 2009.

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