The Golden-Hearted Wanderer

Progressive bluegrass, country, uptempo, female vocals.
Video created with iMovie using modified AI images created by DALL-E, music generated by Suno.ai.

Lyrics:

In shadows of dawn walks a soul untold,
With hands weathered and a heart of burnished gold.
While others chase fortunes that glitter and fade,
He sees treasures in places where kindness is made.

The roar of applause means nothing to him,
No trophies to polish, no laurels to trim.
The mountains of glory he chooses to pass,
Finding valleys of purpose where few amass.

His dream flows gentle like rivers to sea,
A humble ambition—to set spirits free.
With palms ever open and arms stretched wide,
He gathers the broken from life's harsher tide.

No gilded medallions adorn his chest,
No scholarly honors at fame's behest.
Yet wisdom flows from his simplest deeds,
Like gardens abundant from tiniest seeds.

His joy springs eternal from giving away
The pieces of himself at the close of each day.
Unfettered by boundaries that others may see,
His purpose soars boundless, wild-hearted and free.

His dream flows gentle like rivers to sea,
A humble ambition—to set spirits free.
With palms ever open and arms stretched wide,
He gathers the broken from life's harsher tide.

Not measured in headlines or whispered renown,
But counted in heartbeats he's lifted when down.
In eyes rekindled with hope's gentle flame,
In souls remembered though none know his name.

His dream flows gentle like rivers to sea,
A humble ambition—to set spirits free.
With palms ever open and arms stretched wide,
He gathers the broken from life's harsher tide.