The new towers rising high on Shaikh Zayed Road give an impression they are ripping the fine cloud fabric covering the sky! That might explain the unending rains!
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
~Rabindranath Tagore
(Indian Poet, won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1913)
(Indian Poet, won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1913)
1 comment:
Cruel are the hands of man if they build devices to scar the face of the pristine sky.
Great concept once again...
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