A Moth and a Kite

I pulled back the curtains to let in the morning light, and saw a moth beating itself against the glass, in a relentless fight. I threw the window open and saw it fly away, but remained behind the bars, foregoing liberty for another day. In my mind's eye I soar high, while login on to this computer with a sigh! I wish for freedom, but its cost is too high, I choose to be a Kite, and remain to this earth tied...