Waiting Room

Photo by Yucel Moran on Unsplash

Time’s different here
that great relentless river
here flows to a quiet sea –
no linear hours beckon here
all movement stilled to breath

Still, daily tides flow slowly
form quiet foaming eddies
take motion in and cover
silences gently shaped
by lightest laps of sound

The view from here is good –
the city’s arteries flash
and run to normal life
sunlight coats all brick and steel
gleams incessant sound
the city’s great heart pulsing

Drawn back to this
by flash of green
beside your name
links view to still
bright too-clean room

I wait inside the silent sea
where time is old
too stiff and slow
while perfect hands
clear tiny streams
correct the flow
of your red life
and bring you back to me.