Kite Season

Fly your kite, raise your voice to the winds, and raise the hopes.

(Children's voices in the wind. The kite project for Haiti)

 

Drought has already begun. There will be plenty windy day greeted us. 

Perfect time to raise your kite. 

Sometimes I ask to myself. How do kite fly? How can kite play among the wind when it doesn't have any wing?

I remember, long time ago, when i was child, there was an unique habit that i and my childhood friends often did when the kite season had came. We would come in the ricefield before sunset and raised our kites. Maybe it sounds ordinary, but the unique part is we usually write down some words, story, or hope in our own kites. Then we flew it together. It was so pleasant, seemed like we let the dream raising and coming true. 

It has been a long long time since I played kite for the last time. In the middle of the 'unnecessary business' like i feel lately, i just want to have one more time to do that lovely simple thing. 

What a funny thing when we realize that we are suddenly missing some moments in our lives formerly....

And I know, I do miss it deeply.....

  

They drift easily through the wind
Swooping down and then up
The wind brings them on a journey
As they speak there tale to the kite
The kite listens, content
Not worried of the human bringing him down

(Kite Flying_Isabelle Quintino)