first flight
i long to take off
not plant and wither
it is in our bloom
to create something new
seeds blowing into spring
to love an idea
nurture it
in the winds of change
innovations of the mind
launched like a kite
and when conditions are right
watch it soar on
into the night
holding the string
give and take
not too tight
a flow of failures
then to go
the velocity of a whim
taking off
into the unknown
but intricately felt
in the synchronicity of time
unraveling the mystery
of imperfect scale
or perfect fail
like a kite struggling
in clashing sea breezes
its perfectly designed tail
stabilizing the launch
the weighted
awaited first flight
— -patty
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