In the silence, a whisper stirs,
A single word, a name, it purrs,
Echoing through the chambers of time,
Carving paths both harsh and sublime.

Each syllable, a story told,
Of ancient hearts and hands that hold,
Dreams woven in the fabric of earth,
Names that give our spirits birth.

In shadows deep and light so bright,
A name’s embrace, a guiding light,
Through trials fierce and joys unfurled,
A name, a beacon in this world.

So cherish well the name you bear,
For in its sound, your soul lays bare,
A legacy of love and strife,
The echo of your very life.