Wanderers’ Psalm
A Hymn to America’s 250 Year Anniversary
America’s vastness unfolds under our tire tracks.
Bright neon signs pulse against dusk’s darkening.
Our restless souls push on into morning’s light,
Chasing visions woven in the dust of motion.
No walls cage our spirits’ craving new horizons.
Tumbleweeds whisper secrets to passing breezes.
Each mile hums a prayer beneath our steady wheels.
Each new town transforms itself into our home.
A scarf of stars drapes the traveler’s neck.
Love’s luggage shifts softly in a wagon’s trunk.
Divine murmurs rush from the engine’s drone.
Silence sings where open plains stretch on and on.
This country maps our desires in endless sprawl,
Where every mile holds gratitude for the myriad paths.
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