In the whispers of the ancient trees,
Echoes of lives once lived in harmony,
The spirit of the land breathes softly,
Guiding us through tales of ancestry.

The rivers sing of freedom’s flow,
Carrying dreams of warriors bold,
Their stories painted in the stars,
Legacy of hearts untold.

Beneath the sky, vast and wide,
Dances of unity with the earth,
A tapestry woven with nature’s thread,
Celebrating each sunrise’s birth.

In the quiet of the moonlit night,
Voices of elders speak with grace,
Reminding us of the sacred bond,
Between the people and this place.