By Sarah Fatima
Flying high across the sky,
With its wings spread wide,
The plane-
Is what never caught my attention,
Until one day,
A dear one explained every little detail of this horizon chaser,
And I listened with a clear mind and heart,
Turned my head up to the sky to see every passing flight,
Yet it was not the beautifully built plane by which I was amazed,
But the beautifully built mind and soul of the dear one that had guided me there.