Waiting

You said to wait, I stood in place, Waiting for you, Clouds gather over, You far in the distance, Lightening and wind, No sign of your presence, I stand in place, Waiting for you, When the sky tore, My feet quaked, A puddle grows, I shiver in the cold, Still empty horizon, My faith falters, Puddle rises to my knee, In the terror I cry to the wind, Praying it reaches you, The growing puddle flows, I stand in the middle of a river, I stand in place, Waiting for you, I waver in the water, Barely standing, Glancing in the way you left, No signs of your return, Taking my life in my hands, I turn around and swim, No more waiting, Lest I drown waiting for you, As I emerge at the bank, One last glance to where I stood, There you are on the other side, Your long awaited return, But a river runs between us, "Why are you impatient" your voice travelled across, "Why are you late" I responded under my breath.