Flying to an alien land,
At 30kft, I peep down
The ice-scape,
The dry brown,
Cloud’s feathery-cape,
The
The green trees,
All that I see
Look the same,
In whichever lat-long I am.
In the distant land,
I look up.
The blue skies,
The Bright sun,
The twinkling-stars,
The silent moon,
The crisp cool,
Makes me feel,
I’m at home;
Heavens the same,
Even in the land afar.
into the eyes of another.
Averted, looking away,
In unspoken judgment.
Questions unasked
of each others intent.
And questions asked
of my existence,
in his land.
of His creation
And the differences
in ours!!!
3 comments:
forget about the difference in our creations! your blog creations continue to no different!! they are still cool :)...ramesh
Ditto...:) Nice thought.
4Ramesh: I thought they are still "hot" :)
4Sol: Danke..
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