In the shadow of twilight’s embrace,
A man walks alone, seeking his place.
Through fields of gold and valleys deep,
He wanders on, his secrets to keep.
With eyes that hold the stories of old,
His heart bears burdens untold.
Through storm and sun, he strides anew,
A journey of one, a path few knew.
The stars above, they whisper his name,
A silent call in the nightâs soft flame.
His dreams alight on wings of hope,
Through time and space, he learns to cope.
As dawn unfurls its golden hue,
The man reflects on what is true.
A wandererâs soul, forever free,
In endless quests, his destiny.