a golden sun smiles benevolence upon me

traveling along the road to Gjurat

a golden sun smiles benevolence upon me 

as i travel the road to Gujarat

golden fields waving in welcome 

gentle breezes whispering a thousand stories

omitting for a moment all the sad ones

my songs are birds in flight 

as i travel on the road to Gujarat

reveling in the morning

who will travel with me 

on those other winding roads

trailing stories across these holy lands?

i bow to all protecting me at this moment

from the sharpened blades of knowing 

as i cross encroaching desert sands

on the road to Gujarat

i cannot avoid forever

the truths and passions 

inherent in the places i pass along the road to Gujarat

the freedom fighters, lovers and the gods 

who  have gone before

the bloody wars that shaped each path

the heavy hands and single-minded

cacoëthes forever driving man

but for now i smile back at the sun

feeling the wind whipping hair across my face

a reminder that a day will come

when i set aside time to ponder and to try 

to understand all that went on before 

but for now a golden sun smiles benevolence upon me

as i travel on the road to Gujarat