on the wings of a kite
the child within explores
a suppressed reality
hands as fragile as a kite string
reach for the barely perceptible
held close, embraced
identity exceeds expectations
drawn ever closer
the wings of a kite soar
This poem is inspired by A Glittering Piece of the Real Self, a blog from Steve Tanham.
Images source: pixabay.com/cocoparisienne
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I really like this, Ken.
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🙂 Thank you, Robbie.
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Intriguing – I like the metaphor – thanks for link to Tanham’s post.
Reaching for the barely perceptible is likely the true purpose of human life.
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Thank you. We’re always learning – inward & out.
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Thank you, Ken. Lovely!
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Thank you for the inspiration, Steve.
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Beautiful 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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Something we would all do well to reach for. (K)
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Ah, yes.
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