The Waiting of All Things
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words: Jon Swales
music. pixabay 'Hope'
The Waiting of All Things
The whole creation waits—
not quietly,
but leaning forward
with the ache of expectation.
Galaxies tilt toward the dark,
spirals cupped like listening ears.
Stars hold their breath
between burning and blessing,
knowing there is more
than endless expansion and collapse.
Rocks remember touch.
They remember being named good
before they were quarried,
before they were broken
for speed and profit.
They bear the weight of violence,
the long erosion of sorrow,
and still they wait—
patient as…
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