In the heart of ancient lands reborn,
Where art and thought began to soar,
A dawn of light, the shadows shorn,
The Renaissance, forevermore.

Visionaries with brushes, pens in hand,
Crafted realms of dreams and lore,
Sculpting time with every strand,
They opened wide the wisdom’s door.

From Florence’s streets to Venice’s canals,
Echoes of brilliance filled the air,
Minds ignited, breaking old corrals,
A world renewed with beauty rare.

Through da Vinci’s eyes and Michelangelo’s might,
The soul of man, they did unveil,
In every stroke, a dance of light,
The Renaissance, an endless tale.