The Sky’s Open Path: A Cowboy’s Journey Beneath Endless Possibility

The Old West taught us that persistence often unearths the greatest treasures.

Beneath the vast and endless dome,

The cowboy roams, forever home.

With leathered hands and calloused grace,

He finds his way, no need for trace.

The prairie whispers tales of old,

Of brave hearts forged in sun and cold.

In saddle worn, his spirit soars,

Across the hills, through open doors.

Stars appear like diamonds cast,

In night’s embrace, where shadows fast.

With each deep breath of crisp night air,

He feels the world, its weight, its care.

As dawn unfurls her painted rays,

He rides anew through golden haze.

The sky’s wide path, a dream untold,

A cowboys life, both wild and bold.