waiting

waiting
for something,
not sure 
what it is 
im waitng for

there is nothing
that i can think of

 that i need
yet
there is an eternal wait
at the back of a busy mind.

if the wait
leaves me alone,
releases me,
i know 

il find my peace
il find my joy, my bliss,

but till the wait
refuses to release me
il have to toil and  wait
for whatever it is
im is waiting for.