Waiting

a poem by Dhruv Parekh

I am the eternal
Eternally waiting

And the waiter does not know
Who is waiting?
Waiting for what?
Why waiting?

For it matters no more
What only matters is
The Waiting

And hence I will wait
For an Eternity
Till all walls and Differences
Drop and merge
And cannot distinguish
The waiting from eternity
And so I become the ‘Waiting’

Waiting for Myself?
Waiting for God?
Waiting for Godot?

For it matters no more
What only matters is
The Waiting

And hence I will wait
For an Eternity
Till all walls and Differences
Drop and merge
And cannot distinguish
The waiting from eternity
And so waiting becomes the Eternal
And so I am the eternal!