The Song of a Wanderer 英
The wandering soul, from east to west,
In search of peace, finds no rest.
The path ahead unknown and vast,
Yet bravely forward marches past.
The call of the road, it beckons loud,
An adventure waits, just beyond the crowd.
The heart beats fast, with each step taken,
Every sunrise, a new journey awaken.
Through unfamiliar lands, with new sights to see,
The beauty of diversity, fills the soul with glee.
The old ways fade, as new cultures arise,
The world becomes smaller, as humanity thrives.
The lessons learned, from the roads traveled,
Are priceless treasures, to be later unraveled.
Patience, resilience, and hope renewed,
Are all gifts gained, from paths pursued.
But all roads lead, back to where it began,
The return home, the final chapter in the plan.
Yet the soul is richer, and the spirit, too,
For it has journeyed far, and seen much anew.
To wander is to seek, to grow, to learn,
And with each step taken, the heart does yearn.
For the road is life, and life is a quest,
And the wanderer knows, it is always the best.
