In the quiet dance of morning’s gentle light,
Our feet trace paths where dreams take flight.
Upon the earth, where stories intertwine,
Each step we take, a journey to define.

Through fields of gold and forests deep,
Our feet carry us where secrets sleep.
The whispering grass beneath our tread,
Tells tales of journeys, of paths ahead.

With every footprint, the earth responds,
To the rhythm of our wandering bonds.
In the embrace of soil, we find our song,
A melody of where we truly belong.

So let us wander, with open heart and mind,
For in each step, new worlds we find.
Our feet are guides, in this vast expanse,
Leading us forward, in life’s eternal dance.