The Kite String Poem by Maya Hanson

A kite string frays in the stormy sky
and blows along with the sand
In flight but forbidden to break free
clasped tight in the little girl's hand

I dig my toes into the ground
take a deep breath and let go
Simple things drive me crazy
but humanity is all I know

My soul can see the wanting
I'm so tired of these lies
We tell ourselves over and over
we're strong and smart and wise

But we're still foolish rebels,
ruling our own universe's page
We run with scissors, still expecting
after it all to be saved

The little girl laughs out loud
her kite string tugs and frays
I dig deeper into the cool sand
Breathe in all the hope she gave

All I can hope is that someday
she holds her heart that high,
she knows to let go when she's
clutching someone too tight

All I can hope is that someday
she loves herself so much more
than the ache to find him again
and she won't go back anymore

The kite string in the stormy sky
takes advice from the sand
Dreaming of adventure and explosion-
breaks free from the little girl's hand