In the cradle of dawn’s gentle light,
The road unfurls its endless tale,
Whispers of distant shores invite,
To wander where the heart sets sail.

Mountains stand like ancient guards,
Their peaks crowned with dreams untold,
Rivers weave through emerald yards,
With secrets in their waters cold.

Underneath the starlit canopy,
The world becomes a boundless map,
Every step a melody,
In the night’s warm, tender lap.

So take the path less wandered by,
Let curiosity be your guide,
For in the journey, wonders lie,
And the soul is where they reside.