Of Earth and Sky

Fifteen feet overhead
The kite briefly flared
Catching the wind
Pulling skyward
Forsaking its early
Unsteadiness.

The long knotted tail
Kept the bright orange fabric
Properly related to the horizon.

It climbed beyond roof-lines
Higher than chimneys
Superior to darting sparrows
Into the realms of hawks.

The spool of twine
In my hand
Tugged toward an early
Blue-blushed moon
The kite settling
Into its sky home.

Beside the distant diamond
My mind soared
A disembodied aviator
An exclamation
Of earth and sky.