Cats Cradle

June 7, 2009
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Soaring into the sky
The red balloon holds my gaze
Its power as mystical
As those wonderful unicorns
That used to play
in the Garden
of my imagination

It brushes against the leaves
Of a tree
Swaying in the wind
The memories of the tango
Filling its roots
With the magical urge to move

The ribbon tangles
With the branches
Complicating the wild thoughts in my mind
Cats cradle
Is only the beginning

The balloon strains
Wriggling in the air for freedom
Petitioning its keeper
With its own declaration
Signed by the helium inside
And it stands united.





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