The Wanderer scaled the mountain
and dived into the sea...
Unshackling the material chains
and swaying with the tree...
Prancing with the peacock
and singing with the stream...
And as the fish kissed the reed
the eyes opened to a dream!
The Wanderer stalked the woods
and shot the animals there...
... with a camera and his eyes
on a sight that be so rare!
It is so nice to drift
with clouds that sail by...
under that canopy of blue
which man calls the sky!
Running away from the race
for riches... for money...
for what different be the truth than
'wandering one gathers honey'!
- Pravin Sabnis
August 1994
( a tribute to the motto of YHAI - Youth Hostels Association of India)
and dived into the sea...
Unshackling the material chains
and swaying with the tree...
Prancing with the peacock
and singing with the stream...
And as the fish kissed the reed
the eyes opened to a dream!
The Wanderer stalked the woods
and shot the animals there...
... with a camera and his eyes
on a sight that be so rare!
It is so nice to drift
with clouds that sail by...
under that canopy of blue
which man calls the sky!
Running away from the race
for riches... for money...
for what different be the truth than
'wandering one gathers honey'!
- Pravin Sabnis
August 1994
( a tribute to the motto of YHAI - Youth Hostels Association of India)