In the tapestry of time, we weave together,
Threads of culture, colors bright and bold,
Each pattern, unique and intricate,
Stories of old, in silence told.

From distant lands, we come to see,
The beauty in our differences, set free,
A dance that binds, yet lets us be,
In unity, yet individually.

Songs sung in varied tongues, they rise,
Melodies of lives, beneath different skies,
Yet in each note, a common chord,
Humanity’s essence, in every word.

So let us cherish, not just endure,
The hues of cultures, vibrant and pure,
For in this dance, we find our place,
A shared embrace, a common grace.