Faith and the Ride Ahead

The Old West didn’t reward hesitation—it honored those who acted with purpose.

Beneath the vast and starry dome,

The cowboy grips the reins of home.

With faith like iron, forged in fire,

He rides the trails that never tire.

The wind whispers secrets through the sage,

Each hoofbeat writes a brand new page.

Through canyons deep and mountains wide,

Hope stirs within, a faithful guide.

As dawns first light begins to creep,

The promise of a path to keep.

He knows the road might twist and bend,

But courage thrives where doubts may blend.

With every mile, a tale unfolds,

Of heartbeats strong and spirits bold.

So here he rides, with faith his stead,

Into the unknown, where dreams are bred.