By Jeremy Cheng, Poet Extraordinaire
I am a kite;
You are a kite holder.
You release the string and let me fly higher.
The wind blows;
I enjoy the breeze.
Suddenly, a strong wind comes from behind,
And you, afraid the string will break,
Pull the string back and make sure that I will not fly away.
Every time you support me,
I hope the string will not break
Because I love the feeling of you holding on.
Editor: Leo Milmet
Jeremy,
Your metaphor is so satisfying..
Either side of the string….
it’s a mutually beneficial relationship.
I love being the kite, flying.
I love being the kite flyer.
Mr S