Whispers in the wind, tales of old,
Stories of heritage, timeless and bold.
Stones and ruins, standing so grand,
Echoes of lives that shaped this land.

Shadows of ancestors, in twilight’s embrace,
Their wisdom and spirit, we strive to trace.
Through ancient paths and sacred grounds,
Our heritage in every corner resounds.

Songs of the past, in the heart they play,
Guiding us forward, showing the way.
A tapestry woven with threads of gold,
Narratives of courage, yet to be told.

In every artifact, a piece of our soul,
A legacy enduring, making us whole.
With reverence, we honor and understand,
The rich heritage of our ancestral land.