I'm waiting

Gathered in this familiar circle once again.

I stand in the place, where I hope to hold your hand.

You walk over to me as I pull you further in.

Your gentle, yet firm grip makes me admit to my sin.

I feel your guidence and strength in all that you believe.

I know you're the one and I never want you to leave.

From a distance I briefly watch you in your trance.

If only you would give me insight of a chance.

Oh, how I'd admit to all of these claims.

I only pray you would call out my name.

I'm waiting!!