In the stillness of the morning light, I walk,
Through paths where shadows dance and birds talk.
Each step a whisper, each breath a sigh,
Beneath the vast and endless sky.

The leaves rustle secrets, ancient and old,
Stories of wanderers, both brave and bold.
My heart finds solace in the rhythm of my feet,
In every stone and petal that I meet.

The world awakens with each stride,
A symphony of life, in which I confide.
The sun’s gentle warmth upon my face,
In this journey, I find my place.

As twilight descends, painting the sky,
I pause and watch as day says goodbye.
In the quiet of dusk, my soul finds peace,
In the simple act of walking, worries cease.