In the realm where numbers softly sing,
An endless dance, a gentle ring,
Equations weave their silent art,
In every sum, a beating heart.

The angles whisper secrets low,
In triangles where mysteries grow,
With every theorem, truth unfurls,
Amongst the stars and hidden worlds.

Algebra’s embrace, a tender touch,
In every variable, a story as such,
Geometry’s grace, a timeless dance,
In perfect circles, we find our chance.

Infinite loops and spirals grand,
In the vastness, we understand,
Mathematics, the language of the wise,
In numbers’ embrace, the universe lies.