In the stillness of dawn’s embrace,
Footsteps echo on ancient trails,
Guided by whispers of forgotten tales,
Onward we move through time and space.
The mountains stand as silent guides,
Witness to the dreams we chase,
Through valleys deep and skies so wide,
Our spirits soar, leaving no trace.
Rivers sing of distant lands,
Their waters weave a melodic thread,
As we journey with open hands,
To find where our hearts are led.
Stars above, a map of light,
Illuminate the paths unknown,
In the dance of day and night,
We find the seeds of dreams we’ve sown.