In the gentle whisper of morning’s light,
Where sunbeams dance on dewdrop’s grace,
Lives the beauty of a simple sight,
A culture of quiet, a gentle embrace.

The rustling leaves in autumn’s breeze,
Speak tales of time in whispered tones,
In the humble rhythm of life at ease,
The heart finds peace in nature’s loans.

Through the fields of golden grain,
Where hands have toiled with tender care,
Rests the essence of a simple reign,
A culture of sharing, love, and prayer.

In the laughter shared beneath the stars,
Where stories weave through the night,
Lives the heart of who we are,
In simple culture’s radiant light.