Unwind the string. Have a friend hold the end. Wait for the wind. Jump and throw. Then run. As fast as you can. When you feel the pull, Stop. Breathe. Unwind the string. Not too quickly. Just enough to give some slack. You are flying. Over the trees With the birds Kissing the clouds. Your soul is finally free To float to heaven. If you come back down, Will you tell me what that's like? Because my feet can't leave the ground. My mind can't fly with you. My heart is fourty six inches from the earth And falling. |