The Trail Beyond the Stars: A Cowboy’s Search for Eternal Peace

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

Across the plains where spirits roam,

Beneath the vast, eternal dome.

A cowboy seeks a path untread,

To find the peace that lies ahead.

With leather boots on dusty ground,

He rides through silence, deep and sound.

The whispering wind, a soothing balm,

In twilights hush, he feels the calm.

The stars above, like diamonds bright,

Guide him through shadows, into light.

He hears the lore of ancient kin,

Their restless souls in whispers spin.

So on he rides, with heart aflame,

Through wild, uncharted lands he came.

For peace isnt found, but forged in fire,

A journey forged in dreams and desire.