Beneath the sky, where dreams take flight,
Souls embark on a journey, day and night.
Leaving behind the known, the past,
In search of a future, bright and vast.

With hearts filled with hope, they traverse lands,
Through deserts, mountains, and golden sands.
Each step a story, each mile a tear,
Yet onward they move, conquering fear.

Through the whispers of winds, their tales are told,
Of cities new and ways of old.
The languages change, but the dreams remain,
A universal quest, through joy and pain.

In the embrace of night, they find their rest,
Under skies that cradle their quest.
Migration, a testament to human might,
A journey of hope, through endless night.