There’s something about this view,
That always leaves me spellbound,
Every angle, every direction I look, there’s something new,
I wish I could explore more, if only I was not strapped and chair bound.
I keep trying to see things in these clouds,
Any shapes and figures my mind can conjure,
Seems ethereal, like a mystical mystery it shrouds,
That makes me look out in amazement and ponder.
The soft, fleecy clouds floating about,
To my inner child’s imagination, could be a million scoops of icecream,
Or sometimes, my devout heart can see God’s divine rays peeking out.
Other times, my logical mind can only marvel at the Creator’s scientific genius, while the poet in me can simply stare and dream.
Myriad thoughts, endless emotions,
Gives a chance for me and the infinity to converse.
Every time I am flying through the clouds, I feel like I am entranced with some magic potion,
Coz I am always left in awe of the magnificence and humbled by magnanimity of the universe.
I have been fortunate to fly many times in my life. Yet the view from the top never ceases to amaze me. ⛅☁️❤️ The pristine white clouds floating by, maintaining perfect balance, stretching as far as my eyes can see till the horizon, always casts a spell on me. And unless it’s a very early morning flight (in which case I am probably sleeping even before takeoff 😂😂), I am always looking out, soaking in the beauty of the sky, lost in a plethora of thoughts and sometimes remembering to capture some pictures that can help in day dreaming when I am back to mundane life on land..what are your thoughts when you’re flying? What do you think about? Please tell me in the comments. You know it wouldn’t hurt to know there are a few crazies out there just like me 😊💟