I AM

OOHOO!

Listen; for my secret name is ever-patient growth;
I WAIT in my fishing hole for the morning sun;
I WAIT for the flame of words to grace my tongue;
I WAIT as the sacred cat in the deep jungle stalks;
I WAIT for the bureaucracy of the world to come;
I WAIT with my murder of crows, cawing dawn;
I WAIT like a smoking general preparing for blood;
I WAIT outside the gates of secret places unfound;
I WAIT and offer the sands of time with open palms;
I WAIT in spaces clean, vast, beautiful, and warm;
I WAIT on the road that leads to the end of roam;
I WAIT for I AM the seed of ever-patient growth.