An opaque film of fog covers almost everything.
This thick canopy of clouds connects the Earth and the Sky.
As I stand there in front of the white canvas
Imagining all kinds of possibilities that I can apprehend.
A settlement, a monolith, An ocean,
Or a dragon flapping its massive wings and diving out of the clouds
Or the much-awaited answers to the question of Life.
The wind feels like it is trying to give my lost soul back to me.
I wondered if an eagle knew how intimidating and wonderous it was.
showing off its enormous wings,
dominating the sky, but all alone.
The grass swayed, dancing like they were worshipping the mountains.
We, humans, take pictures in front of such marvellous beauty.
Oblivious to the fact that we are just a needle in a hack stack.
Irrelevant, like our egos and petty like our minds.
We do not think twice about throwing away garbage in such a paradise.
And we wish for heaven in the afterlife.
The gospel truth is, there is so much chaos in life that,
We need Freedom even to die.
