I'm wondering,
can anyone out there
feel me on this?

I'm patiently lying in wait,
with my arms folded,
for the sudden impact 
of something great.

Like a protector
poised and ready,
I'm lying in wait
to devour any form of interference.

The strength within me
keeps me fortified 
and prepared.

My mind is in turmoil
but only in intervals,
wondering,
will this coming be a blessing
or punishment for a forgotten sin.

I place a shell around my doubts
and let my expectations continue.

The flames of rejection
threaten to burn my peace,
but I refuse to accept the wounds.

Something is coming,
for me.
When it arrives,
I'll know.