And Letting Go That Kite Poem by RIC BASTASA

The feel of what is real
is far away from what we think

to see is to believe
but to hold it even for a minute
is more credible

and then to use it like a spool
that you run far away from where you
hold it
is having a connection

you make a kite and let it fly with your wind
now you have given something for the sky
to know.

there is a longing for uselessness
that feeling that i am being held not for any other reason
but just to be felt
and then made free by cutting the thread
and letting go that kite

somewhere is this crash
that shakes the paper
tearing every fiber of our being

making us real