Eternal Journey

Beneath the golden sun, a path unfolds, A timeless road where spirit and earth hold. A figure in white, a beacon of grace, Pedals the wheel, through fields of daisies' embrace. The mountains rise, a silent sentinel, Guarding the dreams of those who travel well. Birds take flight, their wings a fleeting grace, Echoing freedom in the open space. The air is sweet, with whispers of the past, Where every step is a step toward the last. Yet hope remains, in the rider's steady pace, A symbol of faith, in a world of grace. For in this journey, we all find our way, Through the valleys and peaks of life's grand display. The road is long, but the heart is strong, Guided by light, where shadows belong. So ride on, dear soul, with courage and might, For in the journey, lies the eternal light.