Whispers of Wealth and Want

In bustling markets, the currency flows, An unseen river, where fortune grows. The hands that trade, the minds that scheme,…

The Eternal Footprints We Leave Behind

In the whispers of the ancient trees, Our stories linger on the breeze. Through time and space, we weave, A…

The Surge of Souls in an Ever-Crowded World

Where once fields lay with room to breathe, Now bustling streets and towers seethe. The world expands with every birth,…