The Horizon’s Call: A Cowboy’s Endless Quest for Freedom

Every cowboy knows the importance of gathering strength before the storm.

Upon the crest where wild winds wail,

A cowboy dreams of distant trails,

With leather reins and heart aflame,

He seeks the land where none can tame.

The canyons edge, a whispering breeze,

Calls forth the spirit, restless, free.

Each sunset paints the sky in fire,

Igniting hopes of his desire.

With every gallop, dust clouds rise,

Beneath a vast and endless sky.

He chases shadows, chasing the past,

For freedoms song has held him fast.

As dawn breaks clear, the horizon shines,

Promising life beyond the pines.

Onward he rides, with grit and grace,

A wanderer lost in time and space.