In the quiet whispers of ancient lands, we tread,
Unveiling stories long buried, in layers of time,
With every shard, every relic, a tale is said,
Binding us closer, in rhythms sublime.

From the desert sands to the forest deep,
Cultures flourish in diverse hues,
Each one a promise, a secret to keep,
In the mosaic of life, rich and true.

Faces of the past, in bones and lore,
Speak of journeys, of trials, of dreams,
We hear them whisper, forever more
Through the rivers of time, in endless streams.

Anthropology, the bridge to our core,
Connects the present to what came before,
In its embrace, humanity we explore,
And in its wisdom, we are evermore.