In the heart of concrete jungles, Where steel and glass converge, A symphony of structures rises, Crafting spaces where dreams…
In the quiet of the ancient woods, I hear their distant cries, Whispers of the ancestors, beneath the twilight skies.…
In lands where ancient rhythms flow, Beneath the sun’s relentless glow, The shadows of a troubled past, In silence, whisper…
Amidst the whispers of ancient stones, Where cobblestone streets embrace the past, The echoes of history find their homes, In…