Be still..

Walking towards the bus stop in a storm,
it was the first time i ever felt cold under the rain,
for the first time..
I didn't want to be under the rain.

I was shivering,
as if I was in Antarctica,
the only thing lacking,
was polar bears and penguins.. and of course.. ice.

The wind blew the rain into my face,
it was.. cold.. very cold.
I hugged my bag tightly,
hoping that heat may somehow reach my skin.

Relieve came when I saw the bus,
I rushed out but the bus couldn't see me in the storm,
It passed me.. like how time passed.. cruelly.
Disappointed.. frustrated.. angry.

I sat down in the rain to prevent anymore missed opportunities.
A bus came and i hoped on,
sadly.. I've made a mistake.
It doesn't take me to my destination.

Drenched.. cold.. and impatient.
I kept looking at my phone every minute,
hoping someone would send me a message,
maybe that will relieve my suffering.

Finally I entered the bus,
The air conditioning was blowing directly at my face,
i pushed it aside,
hugging my bag tightly until i reached my destination.

I was relieved to return home.

Much like love,
The wait is unbearable..
Frustrating.
and opportunities might just pass you by.

But it's all a joke,
a final twist to your ending,
when you finally reach where you wanna be.. next to him or her,
The wait was worth it.

It's the wait that grows you,
that trains you,
that makes the ending valuable..
makes the ending worth it.

It's the ending that makes laugh,
and it's the cure for the wait,
it's the reward you get,
for the endurance.

Wait... opportunities will be missed but others will come.
Wait and see.. then you will not get on the wrong bus.
Wait upon the Lord and you will not be wrong,
instead.. what you get will definitely last very long.

"Seems like another day where we realize that waiting is a form of happiness."
kenji