The Seconds Pass

I stare at the clock as it ticks away

Hoping that the next second will be time

Yet the seconds pass until the next day

I am left wondering what was my crime

I know that I should not feel so distraught

The silence of time is not out of spite

I try to remember all I was taught

Maybe then I can see there still is light.

Even if time passes and nothing's heard

I will still await the moment you call

For any moment I may hear your word

And then at long last I can end this stall.

For when time comes to be blessed with your voice

The dark clouds will part and I will rejoice