In halls of stone where shadows dance,
The Medieval whispers, tales of old,
Knights and maidens in their trance,
Chivalry’s heart, so brave and bold.

Renaissance dawns with vibrant hues,
A rebirth of art, of mind and soul,
Where thinkers and artists seek the truth,
Wisdom’s quest, their noble goal.

Baroque’s grand flourish fills the air,
Ornate and rich, a world adorned,
Music and architecture, beyond compare,
Emotions deep, our hearts transformed.

From stone to soul, from mind to heart,
Each era leaves its timeless mark,
A tapestry woven, a work of art,
Through history’s light, we embark.