Over the Sun

I've been trying to open the door

To the secret of my destiny

And every new road I think is the one

Seems to lead right back to me

 

I've looked for a way to be wiser

A way to be strong

Now I see the answer was hiding

In me all along

 

Restless, hopeless, and misunderstood

Like so many others I know

So busy tryin' to keep holdin' on

When I should've been letting go

 

I was given the gift to find it

The spirit inside me

But I never really imagined

All I could be

 

And I'm ready to fly

Over the sun

Like a rocket to heaven

And I'm ready to soar

Right through the sky

Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high

I've always had wings

But I wasn't ready to fly

 

Richard Marx - Ready to Fly

 

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This perhaps is one of my finest works, or at least I'd like to think of it that way. What do you think?

It was taken on an altitude of 40,000 feet, which means we were higher than the clouds and the sun could be seen clearly on the endless horizon; almost dancing as it sets into infinity. Right below us were a few thunder clouds where we could actually see the thunder up close inside the clouds. It was a view unlike anything else.

 

Must View on Black

 

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أعتبر هذه الصورة أحد أفضل أعمالي ، أو على الأقل أحب أن أعتقد أنها كذلك ... وتهمني آرائكم بالتأكيد

إلتقطها على إرتفاع شاهق يبلغ 40 ألف قدم ، مما يعني أن الطائرة كانت تحلق فوق الغيوم ، وكنا نرى السحاب كبحر لا نهاية له ، والشمس وكأنها تتراقص في الأفق البعيد وهي تغيب ، ورأيتُ البرق عن قرب وهو يزأر داخل الغيوم ، وكان مشهداً لا يـُـنسى

 

يجب أن تروها من هنا

 

 

Explored

Thank you my dear friends!

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