Song of the Road
The roads have a song For all those who choose to listen. It hums the tune as it goes along, Twisting and winding; A vagabond Who cares not For the destination. In the lap of the hills It sits cradling, Learning a note from the wind And borrowing the lyrics of silence. From one hill to the next It meanders on Singing a song for our hearts As we ride on! (C) Goutam Dutta