In the whispers of ancient trees, Stories of old begin to weave, A tapestry of time that flees, Yet in…
Beneath the azure skies we roam, Where mountains kiss the clouds above, Through valleys carved by ancient hands, We find…
In the quiet corners of our land, Where dreams and visions take their stand, A brush, a pen, a voice…
In the dance of ancient rhythms, I find my soul, With every step, a story unfolds, Threads of history weave…
In the dawn’s gentle embrace, The farmer wakes with steady grace, His hands, worn by toil and time, Cultivate the…
In the fabric of the earth, colors intertwine, Threads of stories, songs, and dances divine. Weaving through time, a tapestry…
In the cradle of rolling hills and fields, Where the sun kisses the earth so tenderly, A magic unfolds in…
In the heart of the barangay, where laughter intertwines, Children play under mango trees, in carefree rhymes. Elders gather, weaving…
In the whispers of ancient stones, Echoes of lives long gone, We trace the paths of wandering souls, Across the…