The Canyon’s Starry Veil: Night’s Beauty Draped Over the West

Cowboys know that the hardest trails lead to the most beautiful views.

In twilights grasp, the canyons sigh,

As stars awake, the darkened sky,

A velvet cloak, where shadows blend,

The night unveils, a weary friend.

The horse™s breath, a misty plume,

While crickets chirp a sweetened tune,

With every step on rugged stone,

The cowboy finds he™s not alone.

The moonlight dances on cliff™s edge,

Reflecting dreams, a sacred pledge,

Through desert whispers, fears release,

In starlit calm, he finds his peace.

As dawn approaches, stars bow low,

The canyon glows with amber flow,

A brand new day, the journey starts,

With night™s sweet beauty in their hearts.