Tied for security
You bob in the wind
Never allowed to fly free
Your beauty catches the eye
For the gain of others
You escape to the sky
The path uncertain but welcome
Carried in the breeze across treetops and buildings
You soar with ease and freedom
Passing friends along the way
You weave in and out of one another’s path
Ribbons tangling, tying, or blowing straight past
Your journeys cross but remain your own
Is the path unknown or the destination
Do we let go of the strings that hold us down
Or wait until someone cuts us free
The uncertain path relies
On the strings attached to us, not to others
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