Traveller, get up now and go home.
Chirping of birds and cool shade
Should rid you of your weariness,
Prepare you for fresh exciting goals,
Not lull you into prolonged inaction.
Traveller, too much rest is a burden
Difficult to shake off the shoulders,
Achieving one goal is not life’s end
It must be stepping stone to another.
Traveller, it is time to hurry home
And prepare for one more journey
I shall offer you my shade again
Should I happen to fall in your path.