The Long Awaited Other Poem by nick feiner

Gliding through the sky with grace,
Allowing for no other pace,
cutting the sky with precision,
choosing wisely each and every decision,

My path unknown to even me,
No answer when asked, even with plea,

For no one is listening,
Its all on my shoulders,
no one to help me,
they feel just like boulders,

My questions unanswered,
Weighing me down,
Sometimes keeping me stagnant,
keeping me from my crown,

My thrown awaits me,
A king you do see
that is who i am
atop my thrown once again i will be

with help, a companion to lighten the load,
i will reach the highest peaks
And a king i will be bestowed,

For a bird cannot fly,
With a rope tied around it's neck,
Or with the weight of the world,
Demolishing it into a speck,

So continue to search i will,
For the long awaited 'other'
And wait i shall until,
You decide to uncover.