The Winding Road

The winding road so tranquil and grand,

As it stretches and twists across the land.

With each twist and turn, a story can unfold,

Mysteries revealed, a beautiful sight to behold.

Sometimes it climbs, reaching heights unknown,

And other times it descends, like a river flown.

The road is narrow, but holds much space,

A path that leads to an unexpected embrace.

Yet, there are times when darkness descends,

And the winding road seems to never end.

It can take us to moments of doubt and sorrow,

Wondering if there will even be a tomorrow.

And in those times, take a moment to pause,

And lie in the beauty of nature's applause.

For the winding road can lead us to light,

Even during the darkest, coldest night.

So cherish the road on which we tread,

In its winding pathways, our dreams are spread.

For in each turn, a lesson is to be learned,

Each opportunity will not be left unturned.