There It Stands

14th June, '09

There it stands,
an inch away,
a destiny waiting to unfold;
underneath the spanless, testing skies,
underneath a vengeful watchful eye,
it quivers, yet stays so bold.

There it lies,
an inch away,
peace for eternal time;
lazy, languid in its place,
staring at my teary face,
calm in its knowledge sublime.

There it quivers,
an inch away,
the streak of searing, sparkling light;
gloating in its own embrace,
confident in its power to efface,
darkness from my inner sight.

And here I sit,
with waiting eyes,
twitching arms and a weary smile,
waiting, waiting forever more,
to hear the sound of fate's galore.