O Road That Winds Among The Hills
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O road that winds among the hills With sinuous curves that lure the eye Up distant slopes to meet the sky, And wake a wanderlust that thrills To scenes which beckon far beyond From steep Kashmir or Trebizon. How like a bird, we’d love to roam Beyond the gray Horizon’s rim That shuts us like a prison grim Within that narrow niche - our home While thoughts unfettered steal away To Istanbul and far Cathay. O road we tread in toil and strife That climbs to greet the bending air, The long, long trail to none knows where - The weary highway we call Life - What lies beyond? Ah, who can say But we shall see and know - some day!