Chariots of clouds racing high up
The vehicle never seemed to catch up
Speeding through the flat straight highway
A change from the hustle and the bustle
To a more tranquil settlement
Staring out the car window
To a vast sea of green vegetation
Forests flourishing into horizon
Hills covering their nakedness
With the green garment
An auspicious moment
Neither here nor there
In a limbo of two states
A journey of living
A state of uncertainty
A prisoner of chance
Can the chariots save
From the inevitably arrival?!
@aisaac