Kite .... - Alok Dhanwa
Heavy showers went to Bhado Gaya
dawned
red rabbit eyes
autumn came crossing the bridges
speeding on my shiny new bike
loudly ringing the bell
beckoning
a bunch of kids flying kites
calling brightly and
making the sky so soft
that the kite may rise
The lightest and most colorful thing in the world that can fly
The thinnest paper in the world can fly
The thinnest bamboo can fly
that whistles, howls and
such a fragile world of butterflies