Waiting

I have waited
for a long time
when the trees
would fall
and the mud
would spill.
I have waited
until you moved
those mountains
from here
and I could
see the
horizon.
I have waited
from all those things
that touched
those little
parcels
and when they
unwrapped
and something small
poked through
I knew
all the waiting
was worth it

just

for

you.