Darting across the seamless sky
True as the myth of paradise,
Her dreams took off with feathers galore
Higher and higher, rising and more…
No doubt, no remorse, no irk or hate
Neither pang nor fate
Deterrence, a non-event
A mettle well-sent…
The confidence of karma
Grounded the feet of flight
Yet off they went
To immeasurable heights…
She knew she could
And now she did
From up above, from where she saw,
She looked, captivated and smiled…
1 comment:
Nice
Thats the same ol Sabah
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