In the azure embrace of the endless skies,
A kite ascends, its spirit unconfined,
Dancing with the winds, it gracefully flies,
In a world where dreams and reality bind.

Strings of hope tethered to earthly hands,
Guided by whispers of the gentle breeze,
It soars above the silent, waiting lands,
A tapestry of freedom, woven with ease.

Colors ablaze in the sunlight’s warm caress,
Spiraling high with a jubilant song,
A testament to the heart’s unyielding quest,
To find where the soul truly belongs.

In the quiet descent from the boundless blue,
A kite returns with stories of the skies,
Bearing the whispers of dreams that once flew,
In the open air where the spirit lies.