Lone Traveller

Highways do not sleep
and keep awake all the night
with tremendous feat;
with intermittent sleep and awake,  i   move to and fro and
i will sleep a ceaseless sleep at the end of the journey
and  be awake thereafter; nothing persists- light posts,landscapes,skyscrapers all pass by gently and softly;
no questions
no answers
dark or light blue starry night
hangs a little far away;
deep desires turning red
dew drops cool and shiny
settling on the silent boughs
dreams violent and fiery roaming around the vast open field ;
the other world is unwinding
wisely in a perfect manner and it is enough for my self mastery.