Taking off at the airport
Against gravity
The seventy thousand kilograms
Of iron
Is hurtled into space
At the top speed
From the tiny window
You get the world view—
Moorings of a god,
Surveying his creation.
Interplay of cotton soft clouds
Earth draped in greenery
Human habitats in clusters
Network of rivers
Shoreless oceans
Endless wilderness.*****
Vaman, the Hindu god, measured
Earth, a little space,
In a single step
And yet in another
The whole heavens
In comparison
The aircraft creeps
At the speed of an ant
Shaking violently
Like a withered leaf
At every air turbulence—
In the background
The loud sound of its engines
A constant reminder
Of superhuman endeavour.*****
The humans feel insecure
Realise their insignificance
Life is no more than
A floating soap bubble
Ready to burst
At the mere touch of providence
There is a vital difference
Between man and the divine
Playing a god
Only induces the fear
Of flying.*****
Scientific reductionism
Explosion of atom in anti space
New cosmology
Fail to convince—
Man may penetrate the innermost core
Of sky,
Cross thousands of new horizons
Never can remotely equal
Creator of the universe.