In shadows deep, where whispers hide, Truth emerges, breaking tides. With gentle touch, it lifts the veil, Unseen paths, now…
In the meadow where children play, Whispers of laughter fill the day. Eyes wide with wonder, hearts unscarred, Their spirits…
In the morning light, fresh and bright, A gentle breeze whispers through, Cleanliness, a sacred rite, In every task, a…
In the heart of every dawn, where light begins to play, Cleanliness whispers softly, in the quiet of the day.…
In every speck that dances in the light, A story of purity begins its flight. With gentle hands, we clear…