A windy day and you looked up to the sky
Ever wondered how your kite flies?
It is flimsy, fragile, feeble yet it soars
Contrasting, yet elegantly it does so.
Remembered you took the first step and ran?
Tethered you envisioned, freed it from your hands
It is you who made it endure the toughest winds
Until it is high enough for not just you to see.