Awaiting An Invitation

Tree limbs dance in
the breeze of baited breath,
roots threaten to break ground zero.
time;
too much
too little
only the trees understand 
me

glass stregthens
mirrors melt
clouds converge and darkness reigns
yet light wins out

it's you

the river water
lapping at the shore
crazy, unpredictable, fun
I want to jump in 
but in caution
I simply dip my toe
waiting for a sign
a trickel of warmth to greet me
a reason to dive in,
yet water is restless,
confusing even to itself.
so I stand
one toe deep in the cool refreshing water
prepared to jump,
won't you just invite me in...