In the heart of a traveler young and free,
Lies a spirit that longs for the open sea.
With a backpack on and a heart full of dreams,
They set out to explore life's endless streams.
Through mountains they roam, their spirits alight,
Scaling the peaks, reaching new heights.
The crisp mountain air fills their lungs with delight,
As they soak in the beauty of day and night.
Lakes shimmer like jewels beneath the sun's gaze,
Reflecting the mountains in a watery haze.
They dip their toes in the cool, refreshing tide,
And feel a sense of peace deep inside.
But it's not just the destination that fills them with glee,
It's the journey itself, the sights they see.
The winding roads and the paths unknown,
Each twist and turn, a story to be shown.
They camp under stars, with the night as their guide,
Lost in the beauty of the universe wide.
They laugh and they sing, beneath the moon's soft glow,
As the fire crackles and the embers aglow.
Through forests they wander, through valleys they tread,
With each step they take, a new adventure ahead.
For the young traveler knows, it's not just the end,
But the journey itself, that's the true friend.
So they wander and roam, through mountains and more,
Knowing that each step brings them closer to the core.
For in the heart of a traveler young and free,
Lies a spirit that longs for the open sea.