Upon the hill where wildflowers bloom,
A kite ascends to touch the skies,
It sways and dips with nature’s tune,
A dance of freedom in the blue.

The string held firm within my hand,
Connects my heart to endless dreams,
As the kite explores the land,
I too am lifted on its seams.

It flutters in the gentle breeze,
And whispers secrets from above,
The world below seems far at ease,
In this serene and tranquil love.

So let the kite forever soar,
Beyond the clouds, forever free,
In its flight, I find once more,
The boundless spirit within me.