In the silence of ancient seas,
Where life’s first whispers dared to breathe,
A single spark ignites the waves,
Unfolding secrets in the deep.

From molten rocks to forests green,
Time’s hand sculpted every scene,
Creatures crawling from the mire,
Evolving through the ages’ fire.

The skies once ruled by feathered kings,
Now see the flight of different wings,
Each step, each change, a testament,
To nature’s endless, grand ascent.

In every leaf, in every bone,
The story of our past is shown,
A dance of time, a tale of growth,
Evolution’s song, our oath.