The Star-Touched Trail: Navigating Life Under an Infinite Sky

There’s something about the open range that speaks to the soul of a cowboy.

Beneath the stars where whispers roam,

The night air hums with stories grown.

A saddle creaks, the campfires flame,

Illuminates the path we claim.

The moon spills silver on our way,

As shadows wag their ghostly play.

With trusty steed, I chart my fate,

On trails where freedom feels like fate.

The vast horizon calls my soul,

A restless heart that yearns to stroll.

Through cactus blooms and canyon grit,

Where dreams are sown, and legends sit.

As dawn ignites the canvas wide,

I ride where hope and courage bide.

The star-touched trail, a mystic guide,

Leads onward, neath this endless tide.