A Courting of the Skies



A Courting of the Skies

The fresh plumes of smoke that sizzles past a dry sky
sometimes wields a story -
Do you wonder at it somehow
An engine that revs up a track of distance
Its speed, its venture, its horizon
And sometimes those skies are under surveillance
Akin to a pilot mastering his junction..

When planes go buy it tidies up a section
A Lane built in the sky just like an aerodrome made in perfection
Watched and briefed in a language of codes and simulation
Disappear it from view and a thousand query overrides restriction
How do you propose the question
At each area a surveil of man and his equation
How doth the plane fly past and be lost to an eye with the distinction
of the equation
One miniscule attempt at a foolhardy calculation
and a missing becomes the attention

When planes go by, do you sometimes reach out in suppression
Of emotions held tight like the seat belts that hold tight
your ascension.

-shobana-
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