My Spirit is a Kite
And You, My Love, are the gentle breath on the breeze
Whispering to me,
Calling me higher,
Bidding me to soar with you.
But I am Earthbound
The earthen vessel of my body,
Temporary home for my heart.
Let us not yearn too soon for freedom.
My soul is the cord that connects us,
And it is strumming to the beat of your heart.
I can fly high enough in my own way,
A foretaste of that ultimate liberty
That is to come.
[Silent thought: But first, there is work yet left undone.]