Waiting

Are you already here?
Did i miss your arrival? 
Am I learning patience, or am i not digging deep enough? 
Am I learning faithfulness, or searching in the wrong place? 
When will you come? 
Where are you? 
Who are you? 
What am i waiting for? 
why are you so hard to find? 

------------------ Or,   is it 

               in the waiting,
               in the silence,
in the honest frustration
           in the searching,

 that i find you

as I am.

Accepted

loved

and looked upon with pleasure.