In the quiet hum of whispered dreams,
Language weaves its vibrant streams,
With every word a tale unfolds,
A universe of stories told.

Across the seas and ancient lands,
Each dialect a different strand,
The melody of voices rise,
A chorus that can never die.

In the laughter of a child’s play,
In the wisdom of elders’ say,
Language dances, language sings,
The heart of every being springs.

A tapestry of thoughts and soul,
Binding us in a greater whole,
In every tongue, a bridge we find,
A shared humanity, intertwined.