Little Wanderer

My mind wanders a little trip, Always on and off that reaps. Moody and often loses its track At some point U-Turn till it wrecks. A little wanderer i assume, With great power it amuses me. With no dawn and dusk, it harbours Every Look-And-Corner of its neighbours. Little wanderer with no destination Still wanderes with great perception. Yet so far to its next stop And so close in reaching the top.