“Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for Him, and fret not yourself over the one who prospers in his way, over the man who carries out evil devices!”
My hope rises
with every headlight
breaching the horizon
and falls as fast again
with every morphing form a car.
The posted schedule
helps me trust the bus
cannot be very far
and must have valid reasons
for it being late,
none to which I’m privy
as I shift my weight
and wait.