The Kite

Oh kite you soar up weightlessly

on power invisible to us.

You rise beyond the walls and roofs

and meet the birds and trees in flight.

If only I could fly like that

and float above this frenzied world

and gaze upon the gleaming towers

of clouds stacked tall and pearly white! 

From there I’ld see the towns below

and fires and smoke and heaving crowd.

Up there I would not hear a sound.

I’ld have my spell of ecstasy,

my moment of celestial bliss,

until I sank into the pit.

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