The Wait

The iridescent hues of sea-water,
The invocation of the flying birds,
Crepuscular light slowly fading,
Twisted shadows I face.

Walking alone without light around,
No light I see, no darkness do I feel;
Looking around to find a way
My cynical mind finds none.

Is this reality or a dream?
I wait for a sign, crying for relief,
The dank air is all I inhale
Walking along my own footprints!

Feeling the end approaching near,
I don't know where to turn,
Lying down on the hollow earth
Till eternity do I wait.