Beyond the East the sun rises, Beyond the West the sun sets
And both the sights let not me be in the beds.
All the natural phenomena calls me
Her thrills & throbs I want to see
I see the hills, the woods, the birds, the ocean & the river
All these generate in me an unending fever.
The sun, the moon, the hills show me the way
In this Earth how I can feel gay.
The sun is my friend & the stars are my guide
Then I alone can find the things in hide.
The hearth is not for me
Because of the call of uncharted sea.
The pole star helps me to find the bay
Where For a long time people want to stay.
No doubt, the nature stirs my heart
But one seeks to return to his place of birth
I have many engagements which I shouldnt miss
And many duties to perform before I Rest in Peace.
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