The Flight”

The Flight”

The journey is long, but my heart doesn't tire,
Beyond every cloud, a dream soars higher.
Below, the earth; above, the sky,
In between, it's me — with a silent sigh.

Time stands still by the windowpane,
While shadows of memories softly explain.
The sky writes stories, drop by drop,
And in my heart, hopes gently stop.

Miles apart, yet the feelings stay near,
Every heartbeat holds someone dear.
Toward a new dawn, we quietly ascend,
Where each destination hides a new friend.

GR kaviyoor 
02 08 2025

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