You Are Waiting [Poem]

You are waiting
for a phone call
for a plane ticket
for the big love
You are waiting
for the perfect moment
the red light
the glass slipper
to be born
You are waiting
and every day
the second hand has written
the bells chime
a call is rung
and all the planets spin aimlessly
in suspense of your departure
The phone is ringing
the call is waiting
Are you too afraid to answer?

From the book "Being" by Amber Jade
Copyright 2000 Amber Jade