The Sky’s Open Arms: Embracing Freedom Beneath the Endless Blue

The only way to find new horizons is to keep riding toward the setting sun.

Beneath the sky, so vast and wide,

A cowboys spirit learns to glide.

With open arms, the heavens greet,

As wild winds whisper, soft and sweet.

The prairie stretches, bold and free,

Where shadows dance like ancient trees.

His trusty steed, with mane that flies,

Together they chase the azure skies.

Through golden fields, where sunflowers sway,

He finds his path, come what may.

No chains can bind, no fears can break,

For in the sky, his heart awakes.

As dusk descends, the stars ignite,

He rides beneath the moons soft light.

In freedoms grasp, his soul expands,

Embraced by sky, the cowboy stands.