waiting

siting alone in an open desert
there is nothing
but the sun
rising over the horizon
it’s warm on my face
and casts a shadow
in front of me
a wind blows
dust gathers
obscuring the blue distance
i hear the wind whisper its song
a team of horses charges toward me
i don’t move a muscle
i’m not afraid
they go
as quickly as they came
the sound and patter of their feet
is all that exists
then silence

i don’t know what i am waiting for
but i am waiting
waiting