Have you ever given it a thought- Why it takes so long for rice to cook, or for milk to boil when you're waiting? Why does rice get overcooked and milk boil over when you've turned away for what seems like no more than a moment? Why does a journey sometime feel like forever And why does it feel like it only just began though the distance is fixed? Have you ever given it a thought- Why do minutes seem like hours and hours like days when waiting for the result of something You think your life depends on? Does it really now? Why does a month seem like a fortnight and why does a week pass by in the blink of an eye when you're doing what you enjoy, or you're with people you love when time is a constant? 'Kay Sera, Sera, what will be, will be.' Haven't you heard, 'The future is not ours to see?' Let then the future take it's course Tomorrow, may be better or it may be worse But, today - it's what's real, it's here, It's what ours. How can we let it slip like sand between our fingers- worrying? Why waste it - waiting? Copyright@smithavpennings.com
Waiting- the antonym for ‘living’
14 responses to “Waiting- the antonym for ‘living’”
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Wisdom filled. You’re so good. Xoxo thanks for linking to this. Xoxo
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Thank you, Selma. I’m inspired by your beautiful poetry.
I’m glad now that I did link this poem :). Hugs.
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[…] had written a poem two years ago, Waiting- the antonym for ‘living’ inspired by the song Que Sera Sera. I’ve linked it in case you’d like to read it.To all […]
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Exactly. Time is precious but only RIGHT NOW!
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HI Smitha, your poem is lovely and powerful, and one I can relate to having had that waiting experience as well. I found you through Robbie’s blog, and I’m glad all is well. ❤️
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Hi Lauren, thank you for stopping by and your kind words. I’m happy to meet you and very much appreciate you taking the time to write back. I suppose only one who has gone through it or seen their loved one go through it, can truly understand.
I’m glad it ended well too🙂. Thank you again❤️.
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We’ve all been there with the waiting. Apparently the poet parlayed energy she was temped to spend worrying on penning a relatable poem. This is lovely!
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Thank you, Marian for reading and appreciating the poem. You’re absolutely right…this poem did divert my mind from worrying. I’m so glad you liked it.💕
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Well done, Smitha. Also, I’m glad to hear that all is well with you. Hugs on the wing.
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Thank you, dear Teagan for writing back💕 and for your kind words. Hugs back 🙂
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[…] Fellow blogger and poet, Smitha Vishwanath, wrote a lovely poem about waiting. At the time of writing, she was waiting for the results of medical tests which have subsequently come back and alleviated her anxiety. You can read Smitha’s post here: https://smithavpennings.com/2022/07/27/waiting-the-antonym-for-living/ […]
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Hi Smitha, I can really identify with this post. I have waited for biopsy results twice myself and once for my son, Michael, and once for my mother. My mother’s result came back malignant and she fought breast cancer for two years. I read your more recent post first so I know you’ve now had your answer. I am so glad all is well.
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Hi Robbie…another thing we now have in common. I waited for my mom’s too and hers was malignant as well. Thank God your mom is fine now. The waiting must have been terrible during Michael’s time. It’s a wake up call and all we can do is live the best life we can- do good, live good and trust in God.
I’m very glad it turned out well for both of us. May God be with you❤️-
Hugs, Smitha.
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