Sitting in my Silence

I am sitting in my silence,

Waiting for a sign.

Waiting for a whisper,

Hoping for the divine.

I am thinking of my questions,

Wonders far and wide.

What of the world and reality,

What further from this divide?

I am standing in my sullenness,

Praying for amends,

Soaking in my temperance,

Of which I long for end.

I am breathing in new prospects,

Exhaling those that failed,

Remembering through it all,

That it was endurance that prevailed.