Hold on till the wings could keep
And the claws could hold;
That moment erases space
Between you and me,
Ignoring the high up in the sky
And deep down the roots;
Name the many emotions
Or may be the mundane;
Perceptions differ and defer….
Did I say,
“How beautiful it looks up from here
Where  blames and claims exist not?”
Did I say,
“What it takes to be alive
Where I enjoy my every breath?”
Did I say,
“Where?”
Into the unknown.

Copyright (c) 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar