Seat of Silence

Here I sit in a hall that can be dark
I listen to the wind outside and the silence inside
I wonder when the lights will warmly glow
And someone will be close to me and sitting
Eagerly anticipating a note, a word, a whisper
Who can it be now? A poet? A musician?
Maybe this time its a public awareness event to help forge a new direction
Giving my mystery friend sitting with me in my seat a reason to believe
Every day or night is a new experience for me and they are the rings of a tree
What will tomorrow bring? Its all in the wood.