Roads grew cold beneath your feet
Carried ache in slow retreat
Paths that lost their firm ideal
Learned where broken roads can heal
Storms attempted cruel reveal
Pressed your breath in harsh ordeal
Grief that cut like tempered steel
Met the place your wounds could heal
Dreams returned through fractured reel
Wove their truth through every wheel
Pain that marked your silent seal
Shifted into light’s appeal
Land regained its turning wheel
Skies aligned to lift your keel
Heart reclaimed a hopeful feel—
Broken roads began to heal