lost to the clouds !

Who knew a gaze through the airplane window would make me a poet 😉 So here’s to the alluring beauty of clouds…

High above,

Unseen, almost hidden,

There’s solace to fly,

Amid the clouds.

Silence, there is

Just the brooding

Sense of space,

And the sun beaming.  

Are the clouds speaking ?

Telling me how wondrous

It is, to float – unseen.

Can the clouds take me down,

Just gliding down to the ocean below?

Or may be lift me up ?

Take me places ?

So I can see thunders,

Rain and lightning?

Would it be that,

I have lost myself,

Somewhere, here in the heavens.

Or may be, it is

That I have finally found myself.

©Anakha K Vijay. All Rights Reserved.