The Ridge of Endless Skies: Where the Land Meets Infinite Possibility

The trail might be tough, but a cowboy always finds a way forward.

Upon the Ridge where blue meets gold,

Endless horizons, stories unfold.

With a lonesome wolf™s call, the night draws near,

While dreams ride high, banishing fear.

The stallion snorts, his mane a-flow,

As they gallop neath the twilights glow.

Each hoofbeat drums a brave cowboys creed,

On the wind-swept paths where hearts take heed.

Stars blanket the heavens, diamonds aflame,

Whispers of legends, adventures sweet name.

Through the prairies vast, and canyons deep,

The cowboy dares where dangers creep.

As dawn breaks bright over valleys lush,

He steers his course with a heart that™s hushed.

For on this ridge, faith reigns in the sky,

Where the land meets dreams, and spirits fly.