Miles To Go Before I Sleep Poem by Sankaranarayanan Madavu

The journey is long, the sun is hot, but I feel like resting,
laying in the shade of a grand banyan tree
and falling into a slumber.

I smell the flowers abloom,
Bees are humming, leaves murmuring,
fish cooling the summer heat in the stream,
Golden clouds running above in a caravan,
and a little bird twittering, calling all to lullaby me into sleeping.

Like tears of toil, rain drizzles, waking me up,
and I know everything is just a dream.
No time to rest,
I have miles and miles to go before I sleep.

It's life, life of a common man who toils for his bread.