Wheels of Wanderlust
In the realm of wheels and wanderlust,
Where journeys merge with the sun’s gold dust,
A tale unfolds on winding trails,
Of road trips, where adventure sails.
With maps unrolled and hearts alight,
We set forth to seize the day and night,
Beyond the mundane, the known, and old,
To chase horizons of stories untold.
The open road, a painted canvas,
As we venture forth with souls courageous,
Through fields of green and desert’s glow,
We find our spirits in full overflow.
The engine hums a rhythmic song,
As the highway winds, we play along,
Passing towns with curious names,
Each one a chapter in this life’s games.
Through valleys deep and mountains grand,
Nature’s majesty at our command,
We bask in beauty, feel so free,
In the embrace of the great journey.
In roadside diners, stories are shared,
With strangers met, souls briefly paired,
Connections formed, if just a while,
An exchange of laughter, a shared smile.
As sunsets paint the sky with fire,
We park to rest, the day will tire,
Under the stars, we lay our heads,
Dreams dance as we rest in makeshift beds.
And when the morning sun returns,
The road still calls, our spirit yearns,
To explore, to roam, to live with glee,
On these road trips, forever free.
For road trips are not just miles passed,
They’re memories made, a love amassed,
A tapestry woven of places and faces,
A symphony played in open spaces.
So let’s heed the call, embark and roam,
To cherish these trips, our hearts to own,
With windows down and music loud,
We’ll make a melody, wild and proud.
For in the tapestry of road trips past,
Our souls are found, our spirits cast,
And though the journey may find an end,
The road’s forever, my dear friend.
By: Vyomi Shah
