I am a kite.
I am bound to a string
and it is wound around a spool.
The spool is in the hands of the controller-
one has applied glue to strengthen the string.
Everything is in the hands of the controller-
whether I will fly high above the clouds,
whether I will challenge other kites,
whether I will dance in the air...
I may win the competition
or get struck with a tree
or get challenged by others
or get torn due to heavy air or rain
or get detached to escape into the heaven forever!
The controller has the power
to determine my fate and fortune
because I am a kite
and I am bound to a string...
Our life is in the hand of our controller and how we fair depends on the liberty allowed by our controller. Beautifully penned. Please kindly check my poems " Tomorrow will come" and " When I am gone.
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Spool, pool! Pull, Loop of love and life; Challenges and changes. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.