Whenever I take flight journeys, I am so inspired watching the breathtaking view outside. Literally, sky is the limit to one’s imagination. I have been planning to write down the contemplations since long. Finally, I have come up with something trying to capture the most I could.
So, here it goes…
He gazed and gazed and gazed and gazed
Amazed, amazed, amazed, amazed.
The small window captured a spectacle
Of the colossal planet
Unending maze that appeared.
The curvy brooks
Down into an immense blue, they flowed,
Where the ruffles in the deep waters
Looked like happy dolphins whirling
Then into the clouds, gliding,
He lives a dream
By the tranquility of all the whiteness around
That the eye can take in,
Of walking on the skies and
Snuggling in the curly soft shapes.
Then come the graceful peaks
A sharp turn and so near
He feels he could touch Everest
But another lurking fear
Of ramming into them!
As the flight plunges,
He gets butterflies in the stomach
Of descending from an astonishing reverie
To the wonted life
With a thud
And he gets swept with the crowd
With brisk steps and business in mind
Lost in the skies is the imagination
And splendour of the earth.