Look Closer

A kite.

At first glance, a simple toy -

but look closer.

It is a falcon soaring in the breeze.

It promises liberation

like the familiar memory of childhood.

Let the wind cradle it

in its lofty arms

It will relieve you of your worries

like an old friend.

It will help cast your problems

into the horizon.

Its graceful flight

will ground you on the earth,

like an anchor to a boat

in an unquiet sea

steady and sound

as we are,

for as long as we are.

Surrender it to the universe

Its floss-thin line unwinds

to a world away

if you let it.

Its image will cling in your memory,

cling in your mind.

If you just look closer.