From the west the wind did blow
So my kite I determined to fly,
And the sun condescended to smile
Offering to make the day perfect
Whilst I stood with line in hand
Allowing myself to be captivated
By the gyrating dance in the sky above
To be transported from the world
To a place between earth and heaven,
Is this purgatory?
Is this paradise?
This inbetween
Care I?
Not at all!
For all I know my soul is free
And my soul is aired
Dancing in infinity if only,
If only for these moments
While the wind blows,
I have touched perfection
And the boundless spirit
That makes life itself a possibility
Bringing the eternal within my grasp
My kite
My confessor
My mediator
Let the wind blow