Kites

Pulling the pieces of one's life together is about as easy as managing a dozen swirling kites on a blustery day. You must handle them so they aren't torn from your grasp--but you must also keep them from crashing back to Earth. Furthermore, you must keep them balanced so they don't dual with one another for ownership of the sky.

Who can manage such a task--on his own--admist the ever changing climate of his surroundings? Perhaps we need to surrender the kites into the keeping of Another--One with very big hands and an enduring wisdom, who knows which kites to let drop, which to hold steady, and which to send souring into the furthest reaches of space.