In the vast expanse of our being,
Lies a world unseen, yet so profound.
Tiny cells, toiling tirelessly,
Crafting life in silence, all around.
Invisible architects of existence,
Weaving threads of life unseen.
Each nucleus, a command center,
Where dreams and reality convene.
Mitochondria, the powerhouses,
Fueling our every endeavor.
In cytoplasm’s gentle embrace,
They work, ceasing never.
Cells, the silent symphony,
Harmonizing in perfect tune.
Crafting the essence of life,
Beneath the sun and moon.