The Sunlit Mesa: A Place of Reflection and Renewal

It takes a steady hand and a bold heart to tame the wild west.

Upon the sunlit mesa wide,

Where cactus blooms and shadows bide,

The cowboy rides with heart so free,

In search of peace, a reverie.

With every step, the dust will rise,

A canvas stretched beneath the skies.

Here echoes of the past unwind,

And in their midst, new strength hell find.

The golden rays embrace the plain,

Like whispers soft, they ease the pain.

From rugged trails to grassy grooves,

The spirit soars, the weary moves.

As sunset bathes the world in gold,

Each droplet of the night unfolds.

The mesa stands, a timeless guide,

For those who seek and roam outside.