In the gentle hum of morning light,
We gather in circles, hearts alight,
Speaking stories, sharing dreams,
Weave a tapestry of human schemes.

In laughter’s echo and sorrow’s tear,
We find our place, both far and near,
In the solace of a friendly face,
We discover our own grace.

The dance of words, the silent nod,
An unseen bond, a sacred pod,
In every gesture, in every glance,
We find the rhythm of life’s dance.

Together we stand, apart we fall,
In unity, we hear the call,
Social beings, deeply intertwined,
In each other, our souls find.