The River’s Quiet Embrace: Offering Solace to the Weary Wanderer

It wasn’t the land that made cowboys—it was their untamed spirit.

By the rivers edge, the tall reeds sway,

As night descends to steal the day.

A wanderer finds his path to cease,

In waters calm, he meets his peace.

With stars aglow, reflections dance,

Casting dreams that dare to glance.

He sheds the weight of trails long worn,

And all his burdens feel reborn.

The rivers song, a gentle hum,

Calls to the heart, to where dreams come.

In whispered tones, it soothes his soul,

Binding his spirit, making him whole.

As dawn breaks clear, the journey starts,

With every beat, he mends his parts.

In the rivers quiet embrace, he knows,

The strength within as the wild wind blows.