Crossroads of Change

Standing here where the old road ends,

The morning sun my newfound friend.

A bag of memories upon my back,

I take a breath, get back on track.

The open road stretches far and wide,

With every step, I shed my pride.

The winds of change sing soft and low,

Whispering secrets I long to know.

Fields of gold and skies of blue,

A world awaits with paths anew.

Leaves are dancing to nature's song,

I can't help but to sing along.

Mountains rise against the sky,

Challenges that I'll defy.

Feet are light, my heart unchained,

Embracing all that I've regained.