Windborne Beauty
I was going along the road
When I chanced to look up at the sky,
And see him soar by.
He could have been mistaken for a glider
Had not he been up close to me.
But no, he was a beauty to behold,
Against the golden sky
A jewel rarely seen.
His velvet wings
Powerfully spread,
He rode the wind,
Reigning the vast skies.
So many times
We have come across
But never this close
Never this way.
Though brief, this encounter
Will last forever
Etched in my heart
As a token never to be forgotten.
As he glided above
The gentle breeze took a wild turn,
As if to resist him.
But he did not cower
Nor did he struggle—
Instead remained resolute
His piercing eyes focused
And forged ahead
With his goal in his heart.
Leaving me there, standing stunned—
Wondering if he could
Get any more majestic
Than he already was.
Until not a speck of him could be seen,
I stared into the space where he had vanished.
Copyright © Zainab Hisham | Year Posted 2024
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