In the whisper of the dawn, I find my way,
Through paths unknown, where shadows play.
The road is long, the end unsure,
Yet every step feels pure, feels pure.
Mountains rise, and rivers bend,
Each moment a tale, each sight a friend.
With every mile, my heart expands,
Embracing the world with open hands.
Through storms and sun, I tread the line,
Seeking purpose, seeking sign.
The journey molds, the soul it frees,
Boundless horizons, endless seas.
And when the stars above do glow,
I find a peace, a gentle flow.
For in the journey, lifeâs true art,
Lies the beating of the heart.