Balloons

The world is colourful, each with their own.

It is what you make it and the harder you blow,

the bigger it becomes. 

You don't blow in too little, it won't look like anything much.

You don't blow in too much, you might burst it into pieces.

You blow in enough, fearless and not too greedy.

& every time you blow in, beat your limits.

Stretch yourself further,

but not too far to ever come back.

But isn't it the thing with balloons?

Like once you blow into them

they never get back to what they really were.

Keep your presence of mind.

& don't mind the other balloons.

They don't have your air in them.

Their air, their business.

Make your balloon your business.

Protect it from the thorns

and guard it from the heat.

Love it with your heart

your lungs spoke life into it.

You gave it existence.

It's elastic as it gets,

there's always room for improvement.

The past is always unseen,

but the present is dependent on it.

So put in 100%

It's the only way to lift it up.

It floats when it's ready

and people will see..

People will relate.

You will join the crowd of balloons up in the sky

and you will coexist.

You do it better, if you blew in better.

The amount of breathe that went into the balloon

speaks for itself.

It glows in your own colour and it aims for the sky.

Don't use a shorter string if you want it

to travel the horizons and around the world.

When it gets tired it might want to

rest in the clouds calmed by the winds.

It will fellowship with their rains and the sun. 

It will see the world from a high up perspective.

It will see how small we all are

yet so big if we ride and rise above our fears.

Let your balloon accomplish what you've dreamt it to,

it will be at its most radiant.

When the time comes for it to go,

release the string and let it float away 

into the vastness that is unknown.

I have heard people say,

"If you love your balloon, let it go"