Waiting

Waiting

 

I wait here, on the threshold of life and death

Waiting in silence for a lost soul to seek guidance to the peace of solitude.

It is my job and "honor".

Never shall peace befall me as it does my charges

Only those I guide to His hands will continue to "live" happily.

He will say nothing to me about my freedom

Just as I say nothing to Him.

I accepted that...

In the beginning.

Now I see that I shall never get my special ending

My eternal peace.

So I simply sit here

Waiting

Author's Note

ok i tried to imagine the person being an angel almost

Reviews

[Aldora Sparrow]

Hmmm. I found this very interesting. I liked your word choice. "The threshold of life and death" it sounded a little sad at first, but it can be taken in many different ways. I can almost feel a little impatience that I'm almost there, just out of my reach. Very nice! Keep up the good work!

[kbob]

I kinda saw it as the angel that waits by the golden gate that leads into heaven. I never thought of it as the whole unspoken order thing with god. I pictured it as a place where only god's most trustworthy angel should be. but it seemed more like an eternal ppunishment of forever being so close to heaven but never passing the gate. You always have a little twist on whatere you write. I like it. Good job

[~~~*-*~~~Kyra~~~*-*~~~]

lol thanx i did it form an angels perspective, isn't it kinda sad though, how they'll never get a rest?

[Sofia]

I like it. So ur like an angel who guides people to heaven? that's neat. Well I noe U're not an angel but that's neat