The kites flutter at dusk

the kites flutter at dusk on Ring Mountain Fire Road,

they don't know that the world has changed beneath their wings,

they don't know that the walkers on this road don't talk to one another like they used to

they don't walk with one another like they used to

and still the sky is just as bright and partly cloudy and fall a stunning Beauty that they've known all along and
and a lot of us are just being reminded of that now