Hitching a ride

Windswept

They stood on the hillside
high above the bay where the
wind pressed against their backs

and their kites, still in hand,
fluttered against the twists
and turns of forward
sailing tails. 

As their arms lifted higher and
higher, then lowered, then lifted 
again in false starts, the
windswept anticipation of
flight was heightened,
and for a moment ...

the wind took hold and 
I hitched a ride.