On a windy day
unroll my strings fast
and toss me into the air.
Let me become one with the wind.
This is where I should be.
Hold tight to my strings,
and never let me go.
For the wind might get stronger
and I may be blown away.
But fear nothing
for I am your creation.
You can trust me enough
like how I trust the wind.
This is how things should be now.
Up here, you don't need to worry
anymore.
This might be an unchartered territory
but this is what
to be like with the wind.
Besides,
A kite is never sure
whether he is part of the skies now,
or still pieces of colorful paper
just floating in mid-air,
or still your creation
a flying kite
forever connected to you
from the ground
with the strings you unrolled.
