Wandering

Written by Deeya Nambiar

Miles and miles lay the road
And either side the stretch of land;
Cloudy sky raced along endlessly.

            Sheep and horses graced oblivious while
            The motorists aware of speed limits monitored;
             Little baby slept peacefully.

                       The hills and valley watched distantly
                      And different time zones mattered not much;
                       Grass grazed the wilderness.

                                 But the Universe heard the same song
                                 Every soul rendered in the hours of strange unions
                                 Loving their existence in the distinct frames of life.