i’ve realized lately that i’m jealous of kites.  not just metaphorically.  actually jealous.  there they are – high up in the air doing whatever they see fit – going where the wind takes them.  dipping, diving, looping, standing.  freedom.

…but then there on the ground are adoring onlookers.  people watch kites in awe.

and, of course, there’s the kite’s operator.  someone there on the ground who caringly helped the kite get off the ground in the first place.  who stands and holds the string so it doesn’t fly so far it’s lost.  and when the wind dies down and the kite rests, they pick it up for safe keeping and take care until it can be loosed up in the air again.

maybe it’s too honest.  (it’s certainly a bit selfish.)  but in my heart of hearts, that sounds like a good life.


4 Responses to “kite”

  1. 1 debrahay May 29, 2010 at 1:08 pm

    what beautiful words!

  2. 2 Bill May 29, 2010 at 7:33 pm

    You are the kite. God holds your string.

  3. 3 Wiloe May 31, 2010 at 8:22 pm

    You are already totally a kite ! Or an eagle or some other cool flying thing. I like your friend Bill’s idea of God holding the string, but I just seem to never think of you needing a string anyway. I have many kite stories….someday I will share them with you and you will laugh I bet.

    • 4 Bill June 1, 2010 at 8:00 pm

      The string is the love he has for you. It is his hand holding and guiding the string that gives you wings. A kite plummets without that connection and guiding hand’


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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
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