The highway behind had a story to tell,
The road ahead will have a tale to unveil...
And between them its me n my machine,
Its us, spanning across each n every terrain...
The highway wasn't that lost before,
And the road wasn't that unknown before...
But each time I ride, it scans a different angle,
And brings forth a new version of life to unravel...
Earlier it was the destination that prevailed,
And it was the time that was being consumed...
Now the time and destination doesn't really matters,
And its the path that lies ahead chatters...
The journey ahead doesn't have a stop sign,
And its unlikely that the path will dry up...
From one milestone to another, the web spreads,
To a place called horizon where sky and earth meet up...
It seems as if my journey is filled up with silent rivers,
And those twists and bends like life's mysteries...
Calling up the harmless Road Devil inside me,
Who is not bound by the laws of mass X acceleration...