Where For Art Thou Romeo?

I stand in a field alone

While the wind blows against my skin
I yell loudly into the skies
"Where for art thou Romeo?"
Surely he can't be far?
Is there something I have missed?

I stand in a field alone
While the grass slaps against my feet
As the clouds are gathering I ask
"Where for art thou Romeo?"
I have to cross paths with him soon surely?
Have my eyes been closed this whole time?

I stand in a field alone
While the air feels warm against my body
I shout to the universe
"Where for art thou Romeo?"
Is he hiding in the distance?
Will he reveal himself to me soon?

I stand in a field alone
While my heart grows hungry and eager
I demand of the skies
"Bring me my Romeo!"
How much longer shall I have to wait?
Will I have to wait forever?

I stand in a field alone
While the wind softly replies
"Romeo is coming, be patient my child!"

I stand in a field alone
While I have been made to realise
My Romeo is worth the wait!
I shall not allow my heart to grow tired.
He shall appear in my life when I least expect it.

I stand in a field alone
While everything becomes clearer
I yell to the skies so Romeo can hear
"I'm ready when you are! Reveal yourself to me whenever you need"

Written by Jeska Brewster on 13.8.2010 (c)