What Will Happen This Afternoon ?

Lack of a thing
Divides to many ( things ).

I am waiting.
Not because there is any reason
But because I have to do something
While waiting.

At noon
My shadow will become zero
And I will look
Like a bamboo shoot.

But during the afternoon
My leaves will start growing.
And I am waiting ..

I'm waiting
For the afternoon to come.
While waiting
I was writing.