son shines

'you know what daddy?'
sends me
suddenly
spinning down rabbit holes
of mystery
into the unknown
and unshown
and undetected
 
spaces of imagined,
actions
crashing,
through far flung
patterns
of my son's mind,
where he kite chases
with patience 

and those ideas
he has
i say
fit into spaces
where only his frame
can fit
so I sit 
still and affected

by his cloud chasing
while facing
the amazing
reality
he's gazing
into his future
and at his truth there,
perfected.