In fields where silence breathes the air,
A gentle whisper calls to share,
The dreams of hearts entwined as one,
Beneath the moon, beneath the sun.

Where rivers merge and mountains stand,
Togetherness, a gentle hand,
The colors blend, the voices sing,
A symphony of hope they bring.

Through storms that rage and winds that cry,
The strength of unity will fly,
A beacon bright, a guiding star,
That shows how close we truly are.

In every heart, a seed is sown,
A garden where true peace has grown,
With love as soil and hope as rain,
We’ll find our way through joy and pain.