State

Being able to sit and wait
without drumming your fingers on the table
all the time, or tapping your foot,
or glancing at your watch every few seconds,
is a state of being you’d do well to contemplate.

The door will open at some point.
Your name will be called.

Until it is, perhaps you could manage to appreciate
the quality of light that filters through,
the hypnotic effect of steady rain,
the low and secret murmur of private conversations.

I’m not saying you’ll instantly achieve nirvana
(that most enlightened and blissful state)
but, in other words:
have some patience, mate!


Waiting...