The Ridge Beyond the Pines: A Journey into the Unknown

A cowboy’s trust in his horse is as deep as the canyons they ride.

On dusty trails where silence lies,

The pines whisper secrets in the skies.

Beneath the vast and starlit dome,

A ranger’s heart sets forth from home.

The ridge looms bold, a claim unmade,

With shadows long in twilights fade.

He rides, with leather creaking low,

Into the wild, where legends grow.

Each hoofbeat drums a quiet prayer,

For fortune found in wilderness fair.

The scent of sage and winds embrace,

Guide him along a path to grace.

As dawn unfolds with fiery hues,

The cowboy dreams of trails anew.

With open skies and fears laid bare,

He seeks the truth beyond despair.