Dull to many, yet a gateway to my imagination.
Frustrating to some, yet a melody that soothes my soul.
Overlooked by most, yet a divine gift I embrace without hesitation.
Seen as wasted time, yet a rhythm that dances with my heart.

It pulls me into unseen worlds.
Paints stories upon my mind.
Whispers poetry to my soul.
Sings in harmony with my heart.
Lets moments drift like waves kissing the shore.

A cool breeze on a scorching noon.
A refuge in the midst of a storm.
A companion on the endless journey of life.

Waiting isn’t emptiness,it’s space for dreams to bloom.
Waiting isn’t an interruption,it’s an invitation.
Waiting isn’t a pause, it’s a rhythm that time composes.
Waiting isn’t a chore,it’s a dance of patience.