Dirt Road Code

in the heart of nowhere, where the dust
kisses the sky, and the sun sets slowly,
there’s a whisper in the wind,
the kind that carries tales of old.

live by the dirt road code,
etched in the lines of time,
where the rhythm of life
moves to a simpler rhyme.

here, where the trees lean close,
their secrets shared in whispers,
and the stars above
watch over with ancient eyes.

it’s a place where time slows down,
and worries fade away,
where the measure of a person
is the kindness in their gaze.

live by the dirt road code,
where honesty is currency,
and a handshake seals a bond
stronger than any decree.

in these fields, where the earth
holds the stories of generations,
we learn to walk with reverence,
and listen to nature’s invitations.

for in this humble expanse,
where the dirt road winds and bends,
we find the essence of living,
and the code that never ends.