Travelling, travelling, travelling.....

Travelling, travelling, travelling....

I like travelling so much so that if no work other than travel

I live for travel, live in travel

on the Earth on travel round the Sun

Go on travelling, travelling, travelling

Go see places, countries, see people

How many different landscapes, how many people,

How many colours, how many traits, how many cultures

Travelling get to see, get to be in new places all the time

Just pack up dresses, utilities, snacks to munch

Laptop, smart phones the usual appendage even locally

They call such people as backpackers

I do have a backpack but i am more than a backpacker

I like travelling to conferences, poetry places

Research facilities, observatories, rocket launch sites

Poetry conclaves, lovely green chemical free villages

All travel are not aimless wandering as wander lust

It’s knowledge thirst, journey for the soul

Travels do have a purpose and mission

Travels to disaster areas to serve people

To malnourished countries to feed them

Travel in search of idyllic islands

Serene crystal clear waters

Pristine nature, wildlife safaris

Travels are limitless, endless

On to the stars, cosmic wonders

Till I cry halt it’s travelling, travelling, travelling...

-Mohan Sanjeevan