Princes of the Air and the Counterfit Cadre

The Planes measure the sky

Biman crisscrossing

Those children of The Vimana

Sons and daughters of Vahu Manah

(That golden-eyed stretcher of possibilities)

Dancing from Horus-On to horizon

...

All trying to outrun time and fate

Empty spaces in boxes

Dark mater in trapezoids

Shootting through the vacuum

Of wormholes

...

Old watchers trumped by new cadets

A cloud forms as a Janus Buddha:

Kidhir frowns but Qadar laughs

Anachronistically

Attar-Khasis holds Solomons Key

To the Araka Treasure Chest

His grasp is not so slippery as that