These super-heroes glided the churlish sounds of earth
Served selflessly as if servile to the humans of earth
Just Humans like others - No! They were humane.
Alas! Unlike superheroes, some of them perished
Yet celebrating the success slithering on silvered wings;
Unlike illusory superheroes theytasted the heavenly mirth
Through sun-split clouds - could see a wing peeping forth
As in a reverie, saw them wheeling, soaring & swinging forth Up there in the sun-drenched hush. Hovering there,
Up, above the vast, ecstatic firmament azure
There,with hushed, bracing mind I've paced
The extraordinary un-infringed sacrosanctity of cosmos,
As I touched her face, I almost touched the face of God.
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