A kite is the last poem you've written,
so you entrust it to the wind,
but you don't let it go
until someone finds you
something else to do.
A kite is a pact of glory
to be made with the sun,
so you make friends with the field,
the river, and the wind,
and you pray, for the entire cold night before,
under the moon that wanders without a string,
to make yourself worthy and lyrical and pure. l'aquilone. L.C
so you entrust it to the wind,
but you don't let it go
until someone finds you
something else to do.
A kite is a pact of glory
to be made with the sun,
so you make friends with the field,
the river, and the wind,
and you pray, for the entire cold night before,
under the moon that wanders without a string,
to make yourself worthy and lyrical and pure. l'aquilone. L.C
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