KITE

A rise on the wind and I’m sailing
Skimming the water with my feet and
I’m up and away
Leaving all behind
Up and away, high flying, to be buried
In clouds
Resurrected in sunlight.
Hello down there all you poor souls
Unable to bounce on the wind
Too bad for you, so glad for me
Up here alone,
Close to the blue eyes of God.

Upon landing I crash into water
Down again, emersed and rising to lay
and hold earth close and warm to the sun.
Oh, you little earth, looking so a moment ago,
But now I cannot embrace your expanse
Or hope to conquer even a grain of sand.

KKW 1984