A Piece of Paper and String

A piece of string 

not just for the kite

Once the winds start...

As it tugs and pulls

Freed from the earth

Flies also with my heart

Pulls and climbs

through the wind

beyond which i cannot see..

Not just the string

My breath...

slips away from me..

And once beyond

there it stays

to drift without a sound...

now over the wind 

forgetting the string 

that binds to the ground.

Here i am.

holding one end 

the other touches sky

I wonder

and i wonder what it is.. 

that makes it fly?

All Around

The leaf that
does not know
but to fall at its pace

The ripples that
come and go
on the water surface

The dragon fly
that hovers
here in mid space

Dust that flew
now settling
with infinite grace!

A sweet tremble multiplying
And yet not a sound..not a sound
The earth is still and the sky is mute
Deep in my breath and all around!