The wanderer heart sails through the ocean seldom seeking anchorage.
Sun hid by the cloud, the ocean growls. No one for him but himself to encourage.
Where does he stop to find peace?
The wind keeps pushing, his sails set. Sailing through the heart of the blue
Hit by its waves, the clouds give way to the dusk’s colourful hue.
Colourful surprises are weathers’ caprice!
A smile seeps in.. his home left behind. The goal far ahead..
The peace lives with the journey today, Prizes left cold and dead.
The moment now, is to freeze.
Photograph: Anirban Saha Photography