Waiting, Watching the Sky

Some say they feel it in their mouth, welling up, overwhelming. I feel it in the heart - a steady ache, a dull burning, a swelling emptiness, not of loss, but of longing, of dreams yearning to be fulfilled. I've said goodbye so many times. Why am I always on this side of the screen? Someday, I will soar as my heart is pierced with fierce anticipation - no more anxious jealousy. Someday, I too will leap from within the wings of home and fly away. Someday, I will join the masses and follow in the direction my hand has so often waved. Finally free. Free to pursue, to watch, to dream, and to wonder.