I wait...
in rural darkness
for a sign ...
The call has gone out.
The connection's been made
a promise of help for the waylaid
Hope grows as each flicker 
approaches then fades
Stars amplified
away from the city lights
Waiting for someone to show
things aren't looking bright.
I'm broken down and waiting
All other lights pale
It's been two hours since the engine failed
My faith is fading and I'm beginning to panic
between Morrinsville and Matamata
waiting for the AA mechanic.