In the quiet dawn, he walks alone,
Through fields where dreams are sown,
A seeker of truths yet unknown,
On paths where stars have shone.
His eyes reflect the endless skies,
A map of hopes and silent cries,
Each step a whisper, a soft reprise,
In the symphony of life’s ties.
The winds of change embrace his soul,
Guiding him to distant goals,
Through storms and gentle lulls,
As the universe quietly unfolds.
With strength he carries heart and mind,
In search of meaning, undefined,
A man of courage, intertwined,
With the echoes of time, unconfined.