Daffodil

Wayfarer

Wayfarer, wayfarer I am,

Traveling from one end of the earth to another.

Wayfarer! Yes, wayfarer I am,

A vagrant who whirls around

With his burden of weal & woe on the head.

Wayfarer I am set out

In search of an unknown spot,

Towards mountains, to polar end,

Towards jasmine woods at the wild bend,

Through the impassable desert aloft

Combating mirage & simoom hot......

Aimless vagrant am I?

A baffled one, that’s why?

A tramp without any aim in heart

Targeting a place known not?

Family, abode & companion?

I don’t have anyone.

The destitute array of clouds many

Are my associate honey.

I have an apartment in my hand

Not bound by brick, stone & sand;

Not like a snail self-centered

It spread out, taciturn, vast world,

Composed my abode by a sweet hand.

Wayfarer I am, a mad

Like a vagabond nomad.

That’s why, in search, I go around

Hunting ups & down

In the sky & heaven

Also in the bottomless nether world.