Beneath the vast and endless sky,
The weary traveler treads the land,
With dreams that soar and hopes that fly,
Guided by time’s unseen hand.

Through valleys deep and mountains tall,
Where shadows whisper tales of yore,
He rises each time he may fall,
His spirit strong, forever more.

In storms that rage and winds that howl,
His heart a beacon in the night,
With every step, he makes a vow,
To chase the dawn, embrace the light.

For in the heart of relentless seas,
He finds the strength to carry on,
A testament to dreams that please,
Until the night gives way to dawn.