Chasing the horizon

It seized my fancy , one fair day
Through rice fields green , I walked my way
Where the horizon , kisses the sky
On that line , I fixed my eye

To keep walking , I made my mind
Until the horizon , I did find
An endless game , it was to play
As I moved , it moved away

Cool and mellow , the wind it brought
Many a sad or , a sweet thought
The thoughts so occupied my mind
I never paused , or looked behind

Huts , where ends , the trodden path
a child , an open air bath
Farmers .. the fields belonged to them
(a glass of water) asked me , from where I came

Surprised I came from afar
Destination ?? I had no answer
Should I return ?? Old farmer said the same
Was he on to my silly game ??

Matured he was , in his years
Those experienced eyes and ears
Seen others like me , who came
Playing the horizon chasing game

Just as far , the horizon lay
As I took the homeward way
The horizon that moved away then
Started following me back again .