In the cradle of dawn, life begins to stir,
Echoes of ancient whispers blend with the breeze,
A tapestry of moments, woven with care,
Each thread a memory, each stitch a dream.
Through the ages, we traverse the unknown,
From the spark of creation to cities of stone,
Our hearts beat in rhythm with the earthâs silent song,
Resilient and fierce, we’ve weathered each storm.
In the shadows of history, we find our light,
Lessons of old guide our path through the night,
With every step forward, we honor the past,
Building a future thatâs destined to last.
So we walk, hand in hand with the echoes of time,
Writing our story in the sands of lifeâs shore,
For in the dance of existence, we find our rhyme,
An endless journey, forevermore.