In the quiet dawn, where dreams still linger,
I set my eyes on paths unknown,
The whisper of winds, a gentle singer,
Guiding me where stars have shone.

Through forests dense and mountains tall,
Each step a dance on nature’s floor,
I hear the ancient trees’ soft call,
Inviting me to explore more.

Rivers weave tales of time and grace,
Their waters hum a soothing song,
In every ripple, a new embrace,
To the wanderer who roams along.

Where the sky meets the endless sea,
And horizons stretch beyond the view,
I find the world, and it finds me,
In the endless quest for the new.