Skies Poem by Sumita Jetley

In the city where towers touch the sky,
Lived Noor, a Sufi with a peaceful eye.
Among the lights and glittering sights,
She found her calm in quiet nights.

Every evening, she'd climb up high,
To a rooftop where the world felt shy.
Dubai's noise faded below,
While the sky above began to glow.

Yasmin, busy and full of drive,
Joined Noor one night, seeking to thrive.
"What do you see? " Yasmin asked, confused,
"Just the sky, nothing new to muse."

Noor smiled, her gaze still high,
"The sky speaks truths that never die.
The colors, the clouds, the stars above,
Remind me of endless, boundless love."

"In a city chasing what's new and bright,
The sky stays still, a guiding light.
It whispers peace, no rush, no race,
Just quiet love, a gentle embrace."

Yasmin paused, her thoughts took flight,
Seeing the sky in a different light.
In that moment, with Noor by her side,
She felt the calm the city couldn't hide.

From then on, they'd often meet,
On that rooftop, where the world was sweet.
Amidst Dubai's hustle and shiny gleam,
They found their peace in a shared dream.

For in the sky, both near and far,
They saw a light beyond any star.
A reminder that in all we chase,
True peace is found in a quiet place.