In the tapestry of endless days,
Where time flows like a gentle stream,
We walk the paths of ancient ways,
Chasing shadows, living a dream.

Beneath the sky’s eternal blue,
With every breath, a story spun,
In moments lost and moments new,
We find the echoes of the sun.

Through seasons’ dance and nature’s grace,
We learn the art of slow embrace,
In every wrinkle, every trace,
Resides the beauty of time’s face.

As twilight whispers secrets old,
We gather memories, pure and bold,
In the cradle of life, our stories unfold,
A testament to journeys untold.