Reviewing old words.

Still waiting

This is my hundredth storm
Or so it seems..
Where is the calmness that supposed to pass?
I am still waiting for my still waters..

Still waiting to breathe
Still waiting to laugh
Still waiting to clear my head
Still waiting to know that its not all dead

Where is the calmness that’s supposed to pass?
I am still waiting for my still waters..

Still waiting
Still waiting to be still
Be still
Still
Still

I came on board full of dreams
With hopes of seeing things
Wanting to explore, to conquer, to learn,
 to understand..

But I keep getting tossed up on these waves
And even though I know my lessons are herein
I am still waiting for the still waters
To take it all in

But I gotta keep on moving,
Get up brush up and keep on moving
I got to keep keeping on
Keeping hoping on
Keep moving on

I know that my still waters will come
It might be after my hundredth n one storm
But my stillness, it will come
So I will wait and In the meantime
Be still…
Matter of fact I will be still in my storms
And my stillness, His stillness, will my waters calm.

Then I will have my stillness
Not after my storms..But right in the midst of em
I will have still waters in the midst of my storms.

Ahmeda, 2004.