She

And she didn't stop!

Like ever, for seasons may change and for the travelers may leave.

And sometimes I could feel her alluring phase,

Where she attracts people, and take them for a beautiful ride.

They might get lost in nature or else find their destination.

No matter what the phase is,

She chooses to be continuing

Without any pause or interruption because she is incessant.

Just like an unceasing wave of the ocean,

She's dynamic, vital, bouncy and zealous.

I got to know about her

When she was taking me to my destination. 

Her renunciation is so deep but seems normal

Because making her foregoing noticed isn't her stone.

She moves, doesn't stop, doesn't get worn out

Because she loves to work in peace

And assemble pieces and leftovers of people

Who might have faced a stumble.

Sometimes she gets chinks,

Sometimes she gets runny and snowy and suffers! 

But still she moves ,

But still she doesn't stop,

Still without getting exhausted she moves .....

"She" - the road (the way we walk on)