Flight Of A Kite

It may depict freedom, independence
But the truth is
It remains bonded
It depends on the wind
To help it reach high, scale peaks
And turn into a speck in the sky
Without gale it can never hope of giving hope
It depends on that string
The one that makes it soar heights untouched
The same one that could draw it back
To the depths it came from
It depends on the light
To glimmer and shine bright
For in the dark it can’t breathe fire
To make itself visible
It depends on the hand that guides its dance
The hand that makes it swing and swirl
It may symbolize freedom and independence
But the truth is
It remains bonded
To the wind, the string, the light and the hand…
With a hope of giving hope
Such is the story of
The flight of a kite