In the quiet dawn, footsteps echo,
Through the misty paths, I race,
Chasing dreams, fleeting shadows,
Finding solace in this endless pace.
The road stretches, infinite and vast,
Each stride a rhythm, a heartbeatâs song,
In every breath, the moments cast,
Carrying me, where I belong.
The world blurs, a canvas in motion,
Painted with sweat, grit, and fire,
My spirit soars, fueled by devotion,
To the journey, my heartâs true desire.
As twilight falls, the finish line near,
Victory whispers in the winds of night,
Yet itâs the run, the path I hold dear,
In every step, I find my light.