waiting

Wait, the most positive and infinite word ever made. It can be for a moment,for a min,for an hour,for days, for years, for eternity ...and sometimes for another life .. But it never fails and never ends.One always waits for something or someone ... I am not a time which can not be stopped,Whenever you will want me .. I will be there !!!And this best explains the relation between a Wave and the Shore.

You have to imaginea waiting that is not impatientbecause it is timeless.

Instead,she's as stillas a leaf-littered pond,dark water evaporating,waiting desperately for rain.

I have enough patient to wait for the fulfillment of my wishes.

Stop waiting and start working. Stop wishing and start walking.

The Indian danced on alone. The crowd clapped up the beat. The Indian danced with a chair. The crowd went crazy. The band faded. The crowd cheered. The Indian held up his hands for silence as if to make a speech. Looking at the band and then the crowd, the Indian said, "Well, what're you waiting for? Let's DANCE.

The gospel that has been preached in our churches has not been fair to the African continent. It has left us in a beggarly state, waiting on God for things we could produce by and for ourselves

I'll be here when you get back.

Anna and Emma just poofed.___hat?___ was standing there. I was watching them. I was holding Anna__ hand when it happened.__strid rose and without really thinking about it wrapped her arms around Sam like she did when she was trying to comfort Little Pete.But unlike Little Pete, Sam responded to her touch by awkwardly hugging her back. For a moment his face was in her hair and she heard his ragged breathing close to her ear. And it seemed like they might do it again, the kissing thing, but then, both at once, they pushed away.__he was scared,_ Sam said. __nna, I mean. She saw Emma disappear. They were born just six minutes apart. So, first Emma. Then Anna, waiting for it. Knowing it was coming.

A junkie spends half his life waiting.

She looked around her apartment which seemed to be waiting for something. Lana hated that, when the room was a pregnant pause.

I hated waiting. If I had one particular complaint, it was that my life seemed composed entirely of expectation. I expected _ an arrival, an explanation, an apology. There had never been one, a fact I could have accepted, were it not true that, just when I had got used to the limits and dimensions of one moment, I was expelled into the next and made to wonder again if any shapes hid in its shadows.

Astride of a grave and a difficult birth.Down in the hole, lingeringly, the grave digger puts on the forceps.We have time to grow old.The air is full of our cries.But habit is a great deadener.At me too someone is looking, of me too someone is saying, He is sleeping, he knows nothing.Let him sleep on.

I refuse to sit and wait for salvation. Every day I have looked to the sky for the white streak of a plane making its way across the Pacific, but I have not seen any.

The ending to this scene, I know it. Sirix will fail to return and Serena will still continue to wait. Even though this is repeated multiple times, Sirix will still fail to return. Even though this is repeated multiple times, Serena will still have to wait. I know....History won't change.

That__ what he is__ snake, a dangerous predator__nd here I am, a mouse_waiting to be devoured.Luna Ketz, Rise Above Twilight

Go gave us His authority, He gave us His wisdom, He is waiting for our actions

God gave us His authority, He gave us His wisdom, He is waiting for our actions