Waiting for the bus - the Bus that Never Comes
Waiting at the bus stop.
patiently waiting -
for the bus that never comes.
I think I see it in the distance,
if I squint my eyes
and focus really hard
or if I close my eyes
and listen
closely.
I hear a faint rumbling.
I feel the energy of the bus
even though I can’t quite see it
or hear it.
I believe the bus will come.
I see it in my mind’s eye.
How wonderful it will be -
the flowers that adorn it,
music trilling sweetly -
the breeze carried with its movement -
the love within it.
I believe in the bus.
It has to come -
It has to -
If I wait patiently -
and stay hopeful -
It will surely come to me.
It rains
and I wait.
It’s dark
and I wait -
through fog
and misty mornings,
I wait.
Anger bubbles up.
You better get here bus!
I invested in you.
I can’t walk away.
Please come, dear bus.
Take me where I am going next.
I’m too weak to travel
without you.
Too scared to
navigate
solo.
I stamp my feet.
I shout to the heavens -
tears,
hiccups.
I rest on the earth.
Weep,
Tantrums,
Longing,
Bartering.
Do not make it come.
I sit in the quiet
on the ground
on the hard pavement.
Depleted.
Empty.
It’s quiet.
Plants push through the cracks.
Crickets and critters sing a song of peace.
I watch a yellow snail move by.
A frog and I
gaze into each other’s eyes -
Silent and still.
A cat greets me.
Pushing its forehead into mine.
I look up
into his healing, soulful eyes.
It’s love energy pours into me
and I soak it up with gratitude.
Wiping my tears,
I see yellow across the street
What is that? And why didn’t I notice that before?
It’s a bicycle leaning against a tree.
A shiny yellow bike with my name painted on the side.
I look closer.
The cat joins my stride, purring.
I place fresh meadow flowers in its basket.
Cat jumps in and purrs, relaxing with lavender, goldenrod and mint.
I’ve named him Angel.
The sun peeks through clouds -
an afternoon glow
shining
onto the license plate -
that reads
freedom -
and I slowly pedal
into a beautiful future
and never look back.
Angel, meadow flowers and me.
