Treasure Island

Yamini Iyer


The Kite Flight


Amid air, it flew, high aloft
dusky clouds welcomed the flight as soft…
Arms spread, with the breeze it blew
The only string with the rider, bond others few.
Held high its head, proud air it flaunted
Exemplary to mankind to, its valour vaunted
“Fly high no matter what curbs your way
you own the sky, to you, vast it lay”
it whispered in my ears that’s still so profound
you and your master, no other regards to bound
then, I was a kid and the string so tender
now grown up to know this Kite and its splendor
the lesson echoes to the world in every sound
remember, oh man! Burden not any bound
soar aloft in horizon, explore the height
just you and your Master, set for the final flight.

Submitted: Sunday, April 06, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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