The View From Here
The View From Here
From here, I can see the Earth running till
Horizon, to meet the sky.
Even I want to fly with it with my wings untie.
Suddenly I notice some clouds passing by.
Oh! What are they up to, what will they try?
A big portion of this heavy cotton turned grey due to its long walk,
Covers a big chunk of ground nearby!
The ground beneath is protected from harsh sun, expects some droplets to open its eye.
The cloud up is moving unhurried and leisurely.
Will it forever have to remain dry!