With a crown above my head,
full of millions of sparkling stars,
I am a king who waits.
Sitting on a throne
in a brightly lit room –
Contemplating loses,
Counting laurels –
I am a king who waits.
My kingdom resides
where birds fly, bears hunt,
and galaxies spin.
All for me another
I
and a king who waits
7-3-2014