Sunday, February 23, 2014

Sunday Morning Poetry

Sky Wish

I wrote my wish
upon  a kite;
closed my eyes,
grabbed its string --

through wind
I ran,
let it fly...
my wish came true.

It flew into
that wide, wide, map
of sky.
~ Rebecca Kai Dotlich
from Climb Inside a Poem

6 comments:

Claire said...

Gorgeous. Happy Sunday, friend.

Jeanne said...

Beautiful indeed
Much love and have a soulful Sunday
Love Jeanne

S. Etole said...

away up high
up in the sky ..
so enjoyed this

HKatz said...

through wind
I ran,
let it fly...
my wish came true.


How did that wish come true?

Did it come true, or was it enough for it to just taste the open sky? The experience of wishing, of feeling hopeful, is beautiful in and of itself.

amelia said...

I do love the idea of tying a wish to the string of your kite . . .

Oh, oh, oh--let's go fly a kite, up to the highest height! Let's go fly a kite and send it soaring, up through the atmosphere, up where the air is clear, oh let's go fly a kite! :)

Marilyn said...

Yes!!
Live with intention!
Love your image and the words.

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