balloon

It’s hard to let go of a balloon

To release control

To let it fly

Alone

You don’t know where it will go

How far it may travel

If it will be safe

If it will ever come home

It’s hard to let go of a balloon

Balloons are sort of magic aren’t they

The tenuous string

Tied to that fragile shell

The way it brings a smile to your face

To even hold it for a while

To watch it dance

Affected by everything

You could keep it inside of course

That is always an option

A solid fearful option

Go on

Witness it knock against the ceiling

Brush up against the walls

All the same spaces

Forever

Until eventually

It deflates in front of your eyes

It’s hard to let go

But it is necessary

Is it?

Magic should never be hindered

Contained

There’s a world out there to discover

And who am I to hold it back