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Thursday, March 13, 2014

A runaway kite, left to fare.

 
I hold in my desires,
I reign in, my hopes,
As dreams take me astray,
And, love makes me afloat.
 
I drift away unbridled,
In the vast expanse of joy,
Flailing unrestrained,
Amidst clouds of calm.
 
Far away, I set my sights,
Leaving certainty behind,
The brave breeze of change,
Carpets me to there.
 
I soar in wild abandon,
Without looking back,
Like an arrow shot in the air,
A runaway kite, left to fare.

1 comment:

  1. I think runaway kites have more fun than the tethered ones, something like being youthful without fear of consequences. Do more than just dream!

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