A Feeble Attempt At Flying a Kite
a feeble attempt at flying a kite,
i do not care i forget my troubles
the world is arsenic
the environment is sulfuric
intentions are mostly criminal
yet and still the wind is right and the kite beautifies the ambiance
the sky itself smiles at the breathtaking vision of grandeur
the embodiment of my body becomes calm and still
all that weighs me down dissolves and the wholeness of me becomes lighter
it is all due to my feeble attempt at flying a kite
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2014
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