Ode to Roads
Of all that men contrive, I hold most dear
The winding paths that lead me far and wide.
Their sinuous embrace, a whisper clear,
Beckons me forth, a treasure I confide.
With every step I tread, a tale unfolds,
Of triumphs grand and challenges left behind.
The verdant tapestry, a story it molds,
Where nature’s symphony forever chimes.
The pebbles 'neath my feet, a rhythm they keep,
A steady cadence that my spirits raise.
With every stride, a memory I reap,
An endless road, a treasure I embrace.
Through forests deep and meadows bright, I roam,
A pilgrim lost in wonder, far from home.
