A tingly little girl born with fickle little mind,
Her dreams starts growing along with wind chimes.
Snowbird in her dreams and spark in her eyes,
She is the wandrer of my choice.
Before the sun rises in east, her feet dives in the peace.
Around the valleys and mountained heart,
To watch the sunrise with hopes and delight.
Glowing all day long and happy in her rejoice,
She is the wandrer of my choice.
Deep down catechism in her mind,
Universe starts responding with sweet lime.
Her worries and queries got faded inside,
With only optimism having her beside.
The paradigm got shifted in her eyes,
She is the wandrer of my choice.
Her divine explorer with all new plans,
Again walks the journey with sanity in her palms.
She marched in with the quest of finding her soul,
With all new experiences life as a whole.
Takes on the story of her life with dice,
She is the wandrer of my choice
- Sudhanshu Tope
