Poetry

The Bird with A View

Image by Sail Vippu

Faster, faster, spun the wheels
Louder, louder, roared the engines
Up, up, flew the bird
As the ground fell away
Wheels tucked away.
Higher, higher, rose the machine
Into the cloud tufts floating,
Casting moving shadows
Over the Earth,
Segmented and unsegmented by civilization.
Above flies the bird with a view -
A marvel of human engineering,
Meticulously calibrated,
Navigating through imaginary lines
Drawn around the globe -
Realizing the myth of the magic carpet,
The dream of the winged man,
Once a deep yearning of our ancestors,
Told in yesterday’s magical stories,
Brought to life through human ingenuity.

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Published by Lekha murali

I write what impacts me, what strikes my fancy; as I live my life day after day. Once an idea takes hold, I go where it takes me as I try to shape it into some form of written expression. Each idea is a beginning of something inexplicable. As I work with one, it may grow into fruition, go dormant biding time or just die away. As I run with an idea through the annals of my mind, not knowing what would be fashioned from it, I discover something about myself, gain better understanding of the people and the world around me. On this blog I have shared some of that experience as stories or poetry or essays. I have also added some quotes I like. If you enjoy reading the pieces as much as I enjoy writing them, please share this-link with someone you know. Thank you, Lekha Murali