Musings

Lonely mornings, a cup of tea,
I think of the world as it whizzes by.

Away from home have I have wandered,
Searching for things I saw far away,
Mirages, illusions and hallucinations it seems,
Far away from home indeed.

And now as I sit about and wonder,
About all my wanderings,
I ask if we have a choice,
A choice to stay rooted.

To the wanderer's I ask?,
Why do we wander so much,
Was it worth it all?

Update

So, I have been inactive for nearly a month now and was sporadically active before that so even that does not count much.

However now I am back.

Will blog regularly coz I need to clear my mind. Have decisions to make and some cannot wait