Far Far Away

I often wish I was a kite.

One high up in the sky,

that sways freely in the cool wind

with a red velvet ribbon

dangling down the side.

The long thin string attached

is just enough to keep it grounded.

However, the plastic diamond

is still far enough away.

Where it can glide back and forth

peacefully, calmly, quietly

away from a reality

that is filled with

people constantly running around

from place to place

trying to get everything done in the short time

that the day brings.

A never ending chaos

that the kite is able to see,

as it swings back and forth

distant from it all.