Look at the sky in all its beauty,
A blank canvas waiting for dreams to be strewn upon.
Building castles as they would call it,
I would rather say painting of fantasies.
This is not me being delusional,
Nor having misinterpreted mere illusions.
The world offers endless possibilities ,
I want to soar high , the wind being what lifts me.
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But for now all I can do,
Is stay grounded, loyal and true.
Until then I'll stare at that marvelous work of God-created splendour.
Spelled with tranquility and endowed with stupor.
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