Flying Heights
High upto the wisdom thouhts
High as the heavens Stars
And highest to the world of infinity...
The truth of nature is unseen
The truth To nature is faded
The essence of mist remains uncovered
The color of the sky is revered..
Flying to the heights, The creators thought
Living upto them, The minds
The empty space is not in their to fill
It is a Wonder to explore...
The most powerful or may that be the weak
Only those reach up the sky..
Who something are willingly to seek!!
The creators eye is steadily all over
Let the wings grow to full power
Let yourself into the wisdom shower..
All you need is YOU
To capture all sky which is blue...
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