A Pair

as i heard the narration...

I pictured myself
open a rustic green window
The curtain flows inward
bringing in a mustic caress
of afternoon breeze

like a touch on a child's hand
bidding it to come along
i found myself walking out
to feel not just the
inviting breeze
but also her companion
the tingling sun

have you sensed that weird pleasure
when you have a sneeze stuck in your nostril
that tingling feeling
that makes you giggle
also makes you slightly irritable

doesn't looking at the mild sun
have the same effect on the eyes
looking up to it to soak in the warmth

made my heart soar with happiness
but it didn't bring out a laugh or a smile
but a frown with tear trickling down my eye

once i was full of my regular muse
my eyes scanned the horizon
trying to filter out
a sight worth seeing

that's when the narration
redirects me
to see the sight
i see kites dance to a gentle song
that only leaves hear

the kites i see is yellow
but why does it seem brighter than the sun
while i forced my mind to
rid fantasy
there was a flutter of an earthy shade
as though answering my need to be down to earth
while i yet looked up at the sky
the yellow kite was joined by
earth red kite

it didn't dance to the unsung song of the breeze
it seemed almost stable in the breeze
as if planted to the earth
while the yellow fluttered
and the earth stay put

they still seemed to
devise a dance of their own
a dance so complicated that
neither moved together
yet they were with each other

as i tried to understand the dance
my mind might have given up
for sometimes well most times
understanding comes in way
of pleasure

that's why i didn't realize
the sudden change of the dance
it was no longer patterned
i thought the moves were all
to be united

but what is this unexpected move
i tried to fathom
but my mind couldn't match up the pace
of yellow kite drifting away from
the dance floor
as seconds fleeted
my understanding ceased
had it not ceased long ago
but the desire to understand
resurfaced

while my heart did race
with wind
to fathom the why the kite fluttered away
as all sense seemed to fail
and only panic seemed to dominate
the stable red that seemed to have caused it all
without being shaken a bit
it had cut off the yellow

but the red now flung into action
its dance wasn't pleasant
but was a move more anxious
than my heart could have ever felt
the quick and anxious moves
caught the fleeting yellow
it twined its self around

it was perfect seen at the horizon
where the sun meets the earth
the two kites that didn't seem to get along
that seemed to drift away

now existed only because of each other
one for survival
one for concern

but together they were beautiful to my eyes
as they danced in the song heard only by the trees
i realized i too can here the same song

you wouldn't know happiness if it wasn't for sorrow