A morning to remember

The air seems fresher here in Pasir Ris, compliments from the Nature Reserve just opposite my apartment and the sea breeze that could have been blown from the beach which is a 15 mins walk away. It's a quiet neigborhood with an occasional major traffic. My morning starts after the subh prayer, sending the kids to school and a slow, slow stroll to Elias Mall which is simply across the street, for my morning reads and supplies of breakfast. Today, I did just that. But it was the skies that I admired. A pattern formed acrossed the skies that looked like a long, big cylindrical wave. It was a different skyline. To me atleast.I thought it could have been caused by perhaps the passing of a fast big object or wind that could have created such a sight.I doubt a mere aeroplane or a jet plane could do that. As I murmured the tasbih,in awe of Allah's greatest creation, there was this 'thing' which simply shoots from nowhere. It was too small to be an airplane but it was bright. The trails it leaves is unlike what I've seen coming from a plane. It's short And it pass across the sky, quietly. No one seemed to have notice except me. Or perhaps this is the norm of a morning in Pasir Ris?

Subhanallah, Walhamdullillah, Walaillahaillallah, Allahu Akhbar!