Playing with a kite

He stopped his cycle. His white hair flew with the wind
He unwound his kite and turned his back to the sun
His kite faced the sun
Slowly he let his kite fly high, higher and higher
Until it soared and danced in the sky
He then walked slowly towards the sea
And put his feet in the water
The kite flew above the sea
He walked towards land
And flew his kite above the coconut trees
As the sun came down
He sat on the sand
And the kite came slowly down
Until it danced just above his head
A meter away from the sand
At the pinnacle of sunset
He mounted his cycle
And rode on the beach
Kite inside his bag