Fly Up My Beautiful Kite

a poem of hope and courage

This morning
None of us could turn

The sun opens the gates
The birds comes up the beats

Feeling great
As the awakened flower shows up its color
Bringing the shimmering of dense dews drop down to the stream

The wind blows gently
Whispering how peacefully it could be

I know for sure
Count has been made
There I get inside the deepest door
Release my precious

A smile is wider
Put the best part of yesterday
Blue the sadness, red the anguish
Yellow the joy, pink the romance
Green the hope, white the pray
Somehow..
Million tons of loves and cares never been decayed
Attached in diamond-shaped paper

I am always be ready
Prepare for great skeleton
Though I have now is tiny
I take chance to believe greater

Now it has come to me..
Returning the colors to theirs place
Keep harmony
Carry them home in divine grace

Fly up my beautiful kite
You are free
Fill up the open space
Reach your highest place