Kites

Thin sheets of coloured papers

Transformed into

Wondrous pieces of colourful craft

Purple, pink and pale green

Red, blue, white and yellow

Like pieces flying from the rainbow

A colour for each emotion

And a colour for each reason

Like my aspirations

Flying high, flying low, flying even

Blown by gentle breeze and strong winds
Gliding, sailing and soaring new heights.

Amazing artifacts!

Don’t they look like pictures of human imagination

Framed with thin bamboo strips

Fragile but strong with courage and determination

Shaped by hopes, desires, beliefs, convictions

As if telling stories

Of thoughts, actions, dreams, promises and failures

Of hits and misses striking a balance

As they rise higher and raise my hopes

Or plummet suddenly reminding me of a possible despair.

Look at the ones that are flying high

Rustling sound of crisp paper

Forming tiny specks of myriad hues

Some get tangled and some get cut

A flight cut short, perhaps a reminder

Of how we clash, win or lose

How we give in to ego, envy or other emotions

I let my ambitions soar as high as the kite I fly

The string that it’s tied to is as strong as my will

The sky is where I look for my limits

I hold it tightly

Then I loosen my grip

Alternating between…

Seeking control.

Ethereal creations!

Will you be my guide to fanciful flights?

In a new world beyond the clouds and cosmic realities

Where I become a child all over again

Fascinated by the world of fairies with magic wands

Excited about fulfilling my wishes and wants

As you carry my message

Beyond the bright blue and white clouds.