In lands where sun and moon converse,
Cultures bloom, diverse and vast,
Threads of stories, woven tight,
In every shade, both dark and bright.

Each custom holds a tale untold,
A dance of old, a song so bold,
We find our ways in different hues,
Yet share the earth, the sky, the blues.

The food we taste, the clothes we wear,
Reflect the lands, the weather, the care,
In every bite, a history sings,
In every stitch, tradition clings.

Yet through these veils of variance wide,
We see the hearts that beat inside,
In understanding, we find our peace,
In cultural embrace, our spirits release.