Through the Eye of the Storm

Cowboys know that the hardest trails lead to the most beautiful views.

Through the gray skies, thunders call,

A tempest brews, heavy and tall.

With grit in his heart, the cowboy spurs,

To brave the wild, where fear oft stirs.

Lightning dances cross the plains,

The wind howls fierce, as nature reigns.

His trusty mare, with spirit bold,

Carries him where the legends unfold.

Amidst the chaos, a vision clear,

A glimmering light that draws him near.

Through swirls of rain, a path is formed,

To safety found, where hope is warmed.

As the storm breaks and calm prevails,

He rides on strong, through forgotten trails.

With each brave step, a new dawns born,

Through the eye of the storm, his spirit’s worn.