In fields where whispers of the wind reside,
We find the gentle touch of unity’s grace.
A world where differences beautifully collide,
Creating a vibrant tapestry in this place.

The river flows with songs of ancient dreams,
Each note a call to gather, hand in hand.
In every heart, a luminescent beam,
Guiding us to understand and stand.

Mountains echo with the strength of peace,
Their silent wisdom softly speaks to all.
In unity, our hopes will never cease,
Together, we will rise and never fall.

Through storm and calm, our spirits intertwine,
A chorus of harmony, pure and true.
In every soul, a light begins to shine,
A world reborn in shades of vibrant hue.