Pilots Fly High
Pilots Fly High
Nature's talisman
Lavished as the manifestation
Off the sun over the blue sea,
Oh the heaven is spun.
Ravished is the human heart
So is the soul
So is the tiny bird
And the tiny toad.
The water shimmers
Like your dream does
The sky glitters
And your dismay blurs
You wish to be a boat sailing
You hover, you scream, you fly availing
A thunder claps and your feet shakes
But shakes not your faith and valour
Here you go, oh you pilot
You whistle, you stand
Bold, you abandon
The trepidations behind
Oh, you pilot,
You get up
You got your own hand
You fly high,
Until the horizon reaches you
And you reach your soil,
Your Land.
You fly high
You fly high
There's nothing stopping you
For the present has been
Already moulded into past
And the future will know it
In the form of history
There's nothing stopping you
Neither the cowards nor the time
The day has passed
Has come the time to shine
To announce that you belong
To the world of healers
And protectors
There's nothing stopping you
There's nothing stopping you
-Dedicated to the pilot,
Abhinandan Varthman.