Be My Kite

Be my kite:

Rise up from the earth

On a breath and a whisper

Dazzle in the sunshine

And tiptoe on the wind

Be brilliant in your beauty

And agile in your ability

Boldly fly your true colours

For your own delight

And for mine

 

Dart and duck and dive

As you streak across the blue

Leaving a ribbon trail

Swirl and shake and shimmy

As you sparkle in the light

Burning like a comet

Flash and flirt and flutter

As you perform your moves

For cheering terrestrials

And for me

 

Be my kite:

Stretch for your freedom

Beyond the ties that bind you

Feel the wind’s desire

And the tug of remote intention

(Almost imperceptible)

Sail the rough sky-seas

Until you are all spent

Until you are ready

Ready to return

 

Fly for the joy of flying

Yet also for the pleasure of another

For without its flyer

A kite is like a tumbleweed

On a dusty track to nowhere

And strain against your leash

Yet not so hard that the bond snaps

For without its strings

A kite is like a leaf in autumn

At the wind’s random mercy

 

Be my kite:

Resist the steady pull

Holding you back from the sun

Until you feel the warm glow

Of pulsing exhilaration

And hard-earned exhaustion

Then submit to the safety

Of the solid ground below

To be gently caressed

By rough hands

 

Reach for the horizon

Yet do not fear being grounded

For just as there is passion in wildness

So too is there satisfaction in peace

And in non-striving

Push out the boundaries

Yet do not fear known places either

For while there is tension in resistance

There is also relief in submission

And in letting-be

 

Be my kite:

Test your limits

But also trust the signals

Of the one who keeps you aloft

For to fly without strings

Is to soar free and high

But only for a fleeting moment

Before you plummet and crash

Perhaps never to rise

And fly again

 

Keep asking questions

And listen for the answers

For your strength is your awareness

Your sensitivity to subtle signs

And gentle shifts

Keep an open mind

And do not jump to conclusions

For your weakness is your stubbornness

Your failure to read the wind’s moods

And trust the flyer’s skills

 

Be my kite:

And follow your instincts

For you were born to fly

To dance across the sky

Moving to the beat of the wind

And the song of your strings

Knowing that you can let go

Because there is another

Who is holding tight

And taking care

 

Fly across the seasons of time

Float on the summer breeze

And ride out the winter storm

Surf on the autumn currents

And climb the summer thermals

But when the air is still and calm

Return to me and rest easy

Gather your strength

So that you will be ready

Ready to rise again

 

Be my kite:

Fly high and swoop low

Kiss the veil of the clouds

And taste the salty ocean spray

Wink knowingly at the birds

And giggle at the startled butterflies

Be my eyes beyond the horizon

And my ears upon the breeze

Then come home and tell me all

All the secrets of the spheres

 

So let the wind tussle your hair

But not tangle your mind

For there is no direction without intent

And be sure to let the sun warm your face

But not melt your will

For there is no freedom without choice

And now be my kite

Fly for me

Fly to me

Fly!

 

 

Copyright 2007

 

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