Beneath the sky so wide and blue,
I walk the road I never knew.
The wind becomes my closest guide,
As waves of dreams swll deep inside
Each step I take, the dust will rise,
A whispered prayer beneath the skies.
The past behind, the dawn ahead,
With every hope my heart is fad
The forest hums a gentle tune,
Its branches cradle light and moon.
The river sings, a silver thread,
Of tales untold, of words unsaid.
The mountains call with ancient grace,
Their shadows mark time's endless face.
They teach me strength, they teach me peace,
that every climb brings sweet release.
I find my fears in fleeting rain,
Yet lose them in the sun again.
The strom may roar, the thunder cry,
But even tears will learn to dry.
Through lonely nights, though starlit seas,
Through winter's chill and autumn's breeze,
The heart sill beats, the spirit grows,
Through every high and every low.
And when I stumble, when i fall,
The earth will rise to brake it all.
She whispers softly,"Stand again,
Your journey's meant to never end."
The faces come, the faces go,
Like rivers merge, like fires glow.
Each soul I meet becomes a flame,
That lights my path, that speacks my name.
I learn that peace is not the end,
But every sunrise i defend.
It blooms each time i simply try,
To lift my gaze toward the sky.
So here I stand, the road my friend,
No start, no middle, and no end.
The sky above, the earth below,
And in between - the self I know