Ends

I am wrapped
in a thousand balloon strings
flying precariously above the landscape
and you too are wrapped the same way
flying next to me
and we are trying to stay together
we have thought
that if we could just tie all the ends
of the balloon strings together
we could relax and fly
but we can't get them all tied
every time one is tied the other must untie it
the very act of tying
makes the string too tight to bear
so we are flying along
tying and untying as fast as we can
missing the world that is laid out before us

If we could just untie our ends
and hold on to one another
this would be a beautiful and exciting ride