In the realm of whispers and echoes,
Words weave a tapestry unseen,
A dance of tongues, both old and new,
Where cultures and hearts convene.

From the ancient scroll to digital screens,
Language flows like a river’s might,
Carving paths through minds and dreams,
Illuminating the darkest night.

Each syllable, a note in a song,
Harmonizing with history’s lore,
Uniting voices, soft and strong,
In a chorus that forever soars.

Oh, the symphony of words we share,
A bridge across the vast unknown,
In every dialect, a world laid bare,
Through language, we are never alone.