Member Rara Avis
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium
I mark the goal as “closer to the sky...”
While in the distance fades the aftermath:
The roots uptorn, unleashing chance’s seed.
... brilliant words, skyfyre, simply brilliant...
If I may add something that comes to my confused head...
Led myself into a distant path, marking horizon
Following unmarked foorsteps, I warily tread
The distant moorings came even so near, a run,
Taking me ever so close, no longer afraid,
Reached foothills of a mountain tall, looked upwards saw the sun,
At the top, feeling closest to the sky, flagged - a red one,
Feeling a sense of utter happiness, my goal,
has been reached, to be closer to heaven
Life is like a painting,
That in an art gallery is left hanging,
Though many come just to look at it,
A very few actually come to enjoy it.