i am going on a voyage to a place which nobody knows,
riding on my horse through the dark and light
engulfed with trees but hidden with snow too,
i don't know where i am destined to,
the beautiful woods enchante my sooth,;
the silence of the wood is so good ,
i could hear the sound of the gently wind
at places i stopped ,tried to know who's woods are those;
maybe a man with a nature passion,
i am lost by the tranquil night;
made a journey almost to the end,
i was fighting to know who's are those,
my horse might think it queer to be here,
a farm house,what if the owner lives!
i called ,for if he is in sleep
i went towards the house, my little horse with its harness,
warn me again ,to wake me up and it was all a dream.
S