The end of a journey

The road behind me fades from view,

A trail of memories, old and new.

The mountains high, the valleys deep,

The promises I swore to keep.

I've walked through storms, faced the sun,

Chasing dreams that never run.

The miles were long, the path unsure,

But through it all, I had to endure

Now I stand at the journey’s end,

No more roads to twist and bend.

The dust has settled, the skies grown clear,

What was once distant, now draws near.

The steps I took, the lessons learned,

The bridges crossed, the fire burned.

Every tear, every laugh, every sigh,

I carried them all beneath the sky.

And though the end may call me near,

I feel no sorrow, no trace of fear.

For in the closing of this gate,

A new horizon waits to create.

The end of one, the start of another,

A cycle unbroken, like no other.

So let me rest, for now I know,

The journey’s end is where we grow.