In the heart of Seoul, where the lights never fade,
Streets hum with stories, in shadows and shade.
The hustle and bustle, a vibrant parade,
Unfolding tales of dreams carefully laid.
Mountains watch over, as sunsets declare,
The beauty of moments, caught unaware.
Hanbok and hanoks, a culture to share,
Traditions and futures, woven with care.
Beneath cherry blossoms, in spring’s gentle breeze,
Whispers of history dance through the trees.
The echoes of laughter, the rustle of leaves,
Each moment a treasure, the soul never grieves.
From bustling markets to serene temple halls,
The rhythm of life in its rise and its falls.
A tapestry woven with whispers and calls,
In the land where the spirit of Korea enthralls.