Author: Jo

The big Buddha
Looks out from the hill
Across a mosque
Across the bay

Accompanying me as I try
And try

To keep my kite in the sky

“Pull left””

Pull right”

“Let it out – NOW!!!”

Crash.

Into the sea again.

Two hours later
I start to get a feel

For this dance

Like the Buddha sitting with the calls to prayer

Maybe tomorrow
The wind will blow again
And a board can step in

Too