No matter how high
         my kite goes, it’s still connected
         to the earth.

        Almost invisible, but
          there’s a long string.

        What would happen
          if I cut it?

         what would the kite do,
           where would it go,
         How would it feel?

          It must be wonderful
            to be as free as that.

          Soaring endlessly above;
           no ties to the earth.

          The sage tells us
            the true man is free.

          I think, though, that
             he also has a tether.

          But this line is
           anchored above.