I sit here, and I wait.
I wait for the moment Inspiration strikes.
The moment I am enlightened.
But Enlightenment doesn't come.
Perhaps he is waiting outside my doors.
Contemplating whether or not he should attempt to enter.
But why?
Why does he wait?
Why doesn’t Enlightenment come?

I sit here, and I wait.
The wait is eternal.
I wish I could hurl Eternity away.
And cast it out the open window.
I’m still waiting.
Time goes by and nothing.
Time is not your friend.
Time is nobody’s friend.
Eternity is my enemy.
There is nothing, but Eternity.

The clock is counting down.
Counting down every millisecond that passes me by.
Counting down the Time in a life that doesn’t live.
Where is Enlightenment?
Why won’t he rescue me?
Shudder to think!
If Enlightenment ever does come.

An act of utter folly.
To have left the doors shut and the window open.
Can’t Enlightenment simply climb the wall and come in through the open window?
Eternity mocks me.
Perhaps Enlightenment isn’t so aware.
There is an open window right there!
Staring at me.
Waiting.

And then I know.
Understanding raises me,
he points to the window.
And at last I find the strength to hurl Eternity away.
And cast it out that open window.
Shutting it and locking it behind him.

Understanding then looks to me, and then to the door.
I know now.
I know what I should have done then.
What I will do now.
I use my newfound strength to move myself toward the doors.
Those regrettably shut doors.
I plan to open them at last,
and embrace Enlightenment like a lost and once again found lover.
Kept away from me for all Eternity.
But no longer.
Eternity is gone.
My enemy is no longer.

At last,
I open the doors so I can find that lost lover.
But he is gone.
Enlightenment has gone.
I crumple to my knees.
All I ever wanted, has gone.
And suddenly,
I feel a strange touch on my shoulders…
I look behind me, only to find I am looking at him.
I’m looking at him.
I’ve found Enlightenment.

No…
Enlightenment found me.