To The Unknown Poem by Ruta Mohapatra

To The Unknown



The night is clear
The night is young
The night air crisp
The night owl hoots

There goes a plane
With its front lights blazing
Painting a shiny golden path
Across the clear night sky

I sent a blessing up
To all in the plane
For a safe pleasant journey
To their loved ones' arms

For it is a belief
Instilled deep in my heart
That when I bless others
It returns a thousand fold

Tuesday, January 7, 2020
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