Taxing through the smooth tarmarc
Spreading its glorious wings
Slowly ascends, the big steel bird
Up and up, it whistles and sing.
Proudly facing it’s nose up
Glaring at the golden sun
The mighty big steel bird
Aims to the skies from earth
The lovelorn clouds of the sky
Paves way for the bird to glide
Through its fluffy cottony whites,
Wishing it a happy flight.
Through the blue and white skyways
Lit by the bright Heavenly sunrays
The bird glides, tilts, and sways
Daunting, fearless, yet full of grace.
It flies around unknown shores and seas
Crossing many borders and boundaries
Flying over my little town
Shouting at me, making mighty sounds.
~ Vijaylaxmi Sarmah
Jorhat, India