Flying High – a poem from 1999

Years back I used to write down a few small poems. This summer my daughter is doing a summer camp on writing and poetry. She came home and described about the variety of poems. So I dug into the archives to find a poem to post here.

Flying High (Aug 26, 1999)
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Flapping the wings
with keen eyes
of love and passion
aimed at the goal
towards the other bird
that is flying higher.

Can this bird
continue soaring so high?

Yes.

Stillness of pond
Violence of ocean tide
Serenity of snow clad mountains
Breeze on ocean front
Greenness of Greenlands

All had no effect
on this bird
with its
calmness of mind
it has called on
all the inner forces.

It continues to fly high
-murali