Immeasurable in Time
the hand of the clock surpassed
the magical number
and started rotating quickly
spinning hastily
my decreased
patience
in the fascination of expectancy
my imagination set out
to wander
–
from now on you may stare at the sun
and thank all landmarks
tense
the road of the shadows is yet to come
your gaze
you do not wait any longer – it seems
she was next to you –
–
she is not late – she arrives
– I sense her –
in immeasurable time