Cloud tufts floating,
cast moving shadows,
on Earth unsegmented
and segmented by civilization.
Above flies the bird with a view,
Engineered by human ingenuity,
Carefully calibrated,
Navigating through imaginary lines
Drawn around the globe;
Realizing the myth of the magic carpet and the winged man,
Once a deep yearning of our ancestors,
Today’s ubiquitous reality.
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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
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