The road has so much to say,
So much of its tale..
The main pull is its non-ending stretch..
The more You go..the more is there.. ahead of the sight...
The soft call...come on...one step and then the other,
That comes from its soul is iressistible...
The road. ..its always on...never asleep..may be lying. ..
Once the footsteps are upon it, the song is on...
Yes, the road sings too..of something...very fresh...
Are you ready, it calls...
Lets go a long way...may be to the other hemisphere. ..
Are you tired..the road teases..
But I ve so much to offer..
So much from the unknown...
Aren't you interested ...
Yes, but I m tired says the itinerant...
For the night, don't you open up
a motel or a resting house
for my aching legs and the exhausted body...
Why to stop...
see the winter night....
It has a bright half moon
and a canopy of burning stars...
the road speaks softly...
Don't stop now..
In the night lampposts will play with you,
Will bring you messages from faraway land,
The soil will be alive...everything has so much to say, listen and walk on...
There is nothing here for you to stop...
Surprises are awaiting in each bend..,don't stop...
Yes, you are right..,
I should not stop, says the traveller...
There is so much to see and feel..
You are like life..,you are on, I m on...
But tonight... I want to travel vertically..
Towards moon, to touch those stars...
Can you unwind-skywards...
O road, let's go moonwards....
And the road smiled...
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