In the gentle folds of night they roam,Silent shadows beneath the ancient trees,Their whispers carried by the wind,Guiding the living…
In the quiet of night, they softly tread, Whispers of ages, where dreams are fed. Guiding us gently through shadows…
In the heart of endless plains, the whispers call, Echoes of ancestors, in the rustling leaves, Spirits dance beneath the…
In the heart of time’s embrace, Where whispers of old tales reside, Cultures weave a tapestry of grace, A dance…
In the quiet halls where lanterns softly glow, Spirits wander, their stories etched in time, Each breath of incense carries…
In the gentle weave of time’s embrace, My culture sings in a myriad hues, Where ancient tales and dances trace,…
In the cradle of earth’s ancient embrace, Where whispers of the past softly trace, The dance of humanity begins anew,…
In whispers of the ancient winds, Their stories linger, softly told, Through echoes time itself rescinds, A legacy in hands…
In the heart of ancient forests deep, Where whispered tales of spirits creep, The river sings a sacred song, Nature’s…