Waiting Forever

I wonder what she looks like. I have spent a lifetime imagining her graceful gait and ethereal beauty, and the divine light that her presence will spread in my house.

I do my little rituals and hang those objects outside the house to attract her. I leave the porch lights on, every evening. She might decide to pay a visit someday, and I do not wish to be caught on the wrong foot.

It appears that she crossed past my house yesterday, and stepped over the neighbors’ threshold. And they don’t even bother about leaving the lights on.

a wistful request

please don’t make me un-believe

in you, Lady Luck!

 

Poetics Tuesday

 

12 thoughts on “Waiting Forever

  1. Ah….the mysterious and somewhat illusive Lady Luck! I enjoyed this one…you had me wondering who the wanted visitor was until the haibun. Good writing that tempts and lures the reader on! πŸ™‚ Thanks for posting to the prompt.

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