The Waiting Place

Only so many minutes in a day

And so many days in a life 

Feeling so finite 

In this realm of Time 

I’m just a little spark

Fighting to make a mark  

Trying to ignite 

My mind can not conceive 

What you’ve in store for me 

But I keep trying to fill it with things

Teach me how to pray 

Teach me how to wait 

In the not yet 

In the waiting place