In the early dawn, the oven hums, a sacred song,
Kneading hands in rhythm, crafting loaves so strong.
Yeast and flour, water blend, a dance so sweet,
Rising dough, a promise of warmth, in the morning heat.
Golden crusts emerge, a symphony of delight,
Fragrant whispers fill the air, embracing the light.
Sliced and shared, each piece a story told,
Bread of life, a comfort, more precious than gold.
In simple meals, in grand feasts, its presence known,
Binding hearts and souls, in every home itâs shown.
Crumbs on the table, memories in the making,
Bread of unity, in every bite we’re taking.
From fields of grain to hearths of flame, it journeys wide,
A universal language, bridging the divide.
Bread of life, bread of love, forever we commend,
Nourishing our bodies, our spirits to transcend.