Travellers
Travellers
Aren't we all travellers?
In or sometimes out
Of 'time' so called precious
An illusion rather man made
Not divine in nature
To revere as untainted
Behold the events in flow
In sequence one preceding another
Are they all connected? Or may be not
A mere thread of relation
Never sounds a causation
Why reason in an effort so futile
Just enjoy the ride while you can
