The Tatterdemalion Kite

“When we contemplate the globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.”     John Muir

THE TATTERDEMALION KITE

the restlessness of the profound can only follow a Gandi-path. alone in a wilderness, where God performs breathlessness of CPR. his cold-damp cloth covers the forehead and his pierced and merciful palm keeps one from falling into the abyss. the euphoria of his creation, often curtailed for a season — the tatterdemalion kite with long tails, unable to keep one’s feet on the ground. the dank earth gives way to unearthed caves; the kaleidoscopic kite sails to highest heights. if i can only touch one finger of God, in childlike fervor, the same finger that created Adam…weightless, ceiling debris like asteroids surrounding me. do you feel the excitement of the cracking. smiling, the Son of God allows his glory to peek out through heaven’s door.

10/31/2019
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Ravidas Avatar
November 1, 2019 at 7:00 AM
You are the finger of God, his hand holding the quill and his inkwell. And this inkwell is veeeeeeery deep, dear finger. By the way, thanks for a couple of new words in my vocabulary)
Rodrigues Avatar
November 1, 2019 at 7:41 AM
Thank you and your welcome! :):)
Foster Avatar
October 31, 2019 at 8:27 PM
Wow. This was great. I could feel much of it very closely. kaleidoscopic ... loved that word... and loved how you used it.... excellent. Ann
Rodrigues Avatar
October 31, 2019 at 10:04 PM
Thank you, Ann!
Ashford Avatar
October 31, 2019 at 5:50 PM
Nicely done, and the kite motif was just right for this windy day!
Rodrigues Avatar
October 31, 2019 at 5:51 PM
It is a crazy windy evening here! Thanks!
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