While the airplane takes me from Italy to Hong Kong, I lift up the window shades, expecting to see pitch-black darkness. But my sight surprises me immensely. Before me, is a miracle made by nature. It is a beautiful sunrise that leaves behind a trail of bright golden orange. This light breaks apart the two layers of clouds, creating a boundless contrast. And I feel spellbound.
Sitting back,
with a migraine fostered
by translucent
lights,
coughs,
twitches.
Stuck in a limbo.
My glance
climbs up
the window.
Agape!
Stay my mouth,
and eyes:
Wool clouds like sheep
munching
on a misty heaven.
Colours that embrace
the sight till milky
sleep.
Dust, sky,
forced apart by a
vehement horizon.
A passionate crimson,
like a child’s hope-
so unexpected
the mind is abandoned.
Honey outlines,
clashes of two worlds…
Peace.
Uninhabited,
Unearthly,
is my new wonder.
Anthea