KiTe...

Like a Kite controlled below

I tear heights to reach above.

The wind plays gentle with me

But silence loud.

The color blue enchants me

while the earth tempts me.

I steal each loosened thread

to soar further above.

Now aerial beings tease me.

They dance at their own will

while I remain navigated.

I jerk hard to break control

and when it does...

I am free with a momentary freedom

tied down to fall though... the bitter truth!

The last dance is what I'll cherish

forever together with emptiness,

the silence and the truth.

Destined to fall I make sure

I do it beautifully.

Like a moth I dash against this flame

For me this moment becomes important

then my precious short life!

Like a feather suspended from heaven

I make one best descend to truth,

I dance in the notes of the moment

realizing life is but one upward thrust

hurled from some might below.