From the depths of time’s embrace,
We rise and shift, an endless chase.
In nature’s cradle, we find our place,
Adapting forms, a boundless grace.

In the dance of genes, a silent song,
Each change a note that plays along.
The weak may falter, the strong prolong,
A testament to where we belong.

Through trials faced and lessons learned,
Our path of growth is ever turned.
Each step, a milestone, earned,
Through fires where our spirits burned.

So let us honor this grand design,
The threads of life in patterns fine.
For in evolution, we define,
The beauty of the human line.