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