Waiting

Like wintry trees waiting 
for their leaves to return.
I stand strong, watching
the tinders burn.
Waiting in expectation 
with every folk-dance
In waiting, do we diminish,
or do we enhance?
Tides wait for the moon once more
do I labour on the wrong shore?
There's a weight in waiting to wait
God please, 
I'm done with waiting.

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