Time To Fly a Kite

Oh to sail the winds as the eagle soars And fly away so free To escape from the crushing pace we create The hammock calls to me The deer grazing in the sun-splashed field Enjoying the late day sun Taxi to taxi, subway to train, hurrying to the next delay Lost is our time for fun Chipmunks scurrying hither and yon, butterfly-like Working and playing all day Office to home, then work a little more We seldom take time to play Even animals play after their work is done Can’t we look around and take a cue Driven, obsessed, myopic we’ve become Let’s fly a kite for a bird’s eye view Shall we?