On fields where echoes of triumph sing,
Athletes chase dreams with every spring.
The air, electric with fervor and cheer,
Drives hearts to conquer every fear.
Beneath the sunâs relentless gaze,
Feet move swiftly in a rhythmic daze.
Sweat and spirit blend in harmony,
Each stride a testament to legacy.
In moments brief yet infinite,
The world stands still, a silent wit.
Victory and loss, side by side,
A dance of fate, a warriorâs pride.
As twilight casts its gentle shroud,
The field whispers to the crowd.
Stories of battles fought and won,
Underneath the setting sun.