Voices of the Road

The sun rises over lands unknown

Footsteps tracing paths of old

Whispers carried on the breeze

Songs of distant memories

I meet the eyes of strangers kind

In their stories, treasures I find

Languages in melodies

Hearts that beat in harmony

Under skies of endless hues

I walk in worn but eager shoes

Fireside tales beneath the stars

We find out we're not so far

Hands that craft and voices strong

Teach me where I truly belong

In the dance of life we sway

Different notes, but one array.