I have missed it here
in my busyness
and presumed importance.
I have forgotten, and mistaken
watching and waiting
for boredom.
I have fallen asleep
again.
What have I missed?
Was a quiet whisper spoken?
Did an angel knock at my door?
When did these lilies start blooming?
And the trees of the field were clapping their hands?
Have I missed it?
The shade and the banquet?
The moving of the Spirit?
Yes, but not to worry
for he will come again.
Stay awake dear children.
Watch and wait
with me.