blue skies

a poem written after a maiden flight journey..

the skies are blue.....
blue skies strted turning .....
turning white from no where within no time
the more i wondered .... when
the more miniaturised the earth beneath....
passing countries
surpassing boundaries
into the unlimited skies
the skies that were blue
turned into white from nowhere...

i could not stop...
stop my self from praising

praising the human brain
that could miniaturise
the mamooth earth
showing it in the colours
never seen before...

so different, and so glaring
the view of colour of my home from sky
and colour of sky from my home

i wondered.....
where these beauties are hiding??
why these beaturies are hiding??

i took a deep look down
at the earth in its true colours...
the clouds that clered off
made my vision more clear

race, religion
caste, creed
have, have not
.......
.......
the true colours of the earth became more clear
more clear the more i discended the skies
the skies that turned blue within no time
and remained blue for ever!!!