The Magic of Sky
Whenever I feel sad and blue,
I look up at the sky so vast and true.
People might think that it's absurd,
But the magic it holds, I am assured.
One by one, the images appear,
Telling stories that are oh so dear.
The beauty it unveils is pure delight,
A breathtaking sight that's out of sight.
I see horses running wild and free,
Across the mountains and plains with glee.
A pride of lions, fierce and strong,
Roaring loudly, a majestic song.
The ocean waves, so calm and serene,
A colony of seagulls, a sight to be seen.
A man dancing in the rain so free,
Warriors marching on, oh what a sight to see.
A ship sailing close to the wind,
A dolphin racing, determined to win.
A caravan on a desert, brave and bold,
Eagles soaring high, never to be controlled.
A tortoise and a hare racing with glee,
A ballerina dancing gracefully.
The stories are endless, the magic so true,
The sky above, a wonderland anew.
Awed and inspired by its mystical beauty,
The stories unfold, never enough to me.
One thing for sure, it makes me happy,
Just looking at the sky, it's enough to set me free.
Whenever I feel sad and blue,
I look up at the sky, it's what I do.
People might think that it's absurd,
But with its magic, my heart is cured.
Whenever I feel down and low,
I look up at the sky's endless glow
People may think it's quite absurd,
But its magic heals, of that I'm assured.
Copyright © Aed Hashim Sheik Ahmad | Year Posted 2023
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