In the quiet moments of dawn,
Time stretches, a silent yawn.
The world holds its breath, so still,
As I wait upon this hill.
Shadows lengthen, day slips by,
Beneath a patient, endless sky.
Hope lingers in the twilight’s glow,
For dreams that time will bestow.
Stars emerge, a whispered song,
Night’s embrace, where I belong.
Each heartbeat, a silent plea,
For what the future holds for me.
The horizon’s edge, a distant flame,
Guiding me through night’s dark claim.
In waiting, I find strength anew,
For dreams to come, and skies of blue.