Anchored Above

365 challenge



Reach up right now,

Closer, closer to the sun,

Lifted by the light,

Craned in height so unaware,

Your kite string's in heaven's hold.


Clouds, still yet appear,

Suckle the heat from the day,

And the potency,

Fades, plunged earthwardly,

Hindmost the string is reined.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The kite string no 69

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