#NPM Day 1- Elevator Music

#NationalPoetryMonth

Prompt: Waiting

They're all here. The usual crowd.

The should haves

the must dos, the can dos

the have tos,

they're here.

Stuck in limbo.

Shrouded in doubt, wondering

if

they can go

if

they can be

if

they can do.

A holding pattern in God's literal unchanging hand, wondering

can

they go there

can

they be where

can

they have that.

"Can"

"Will"

"If"--

the shortest forms of "uncertainty" with

fewer opportunities

to,

to do.

Here they all are. The standing room only crowd.

The

am I free to be hopeful now,

can I continue on with my plans,

will

God's

holding

pattern

hand

release my cargo.

The whole crew.

The,

if they can be

the,

if they can do.

The should

must

can

and have.

VMrn 4/1/20