He Walks Beside His Horse, Not Behind Time But With It. Dust Rises With Each Step A Quiet Tribute To Duty Carried, Not Spoken. His Uniform Holds Stories, His Stride Tells Of Strength Shaped By Memory. A Witness To What Was, Walking Steadily Into What Will Be
He Walks Beside His Horse, Not Behind Time But With It. Dust Rises With Each Step A Quiet Tribute To Duty Carried, Not Spoken. His Uniform Holds Stories, His Stride Tells Of Strength Shaped By Memory. A Witness To What Was, Walking Steadily Into What Will Be