In the dance of circles round,
Endless curves that softly sound,
A whisper of eternity,
Boundless, free, in unity.

Triangles point to skies above,
Angles sharp as truths we love,
Three sides hold a secret strong,
In their form, our dreams belong.

Squares with edges firm and true,
Contain the world within their view,
A stable ground where hopes reside,
In their corners, we confide.

Lines that stretch to unknown ends,
Paths of stories, roads and bends,
Connecting all the shapes we see,
In their journey, we find the key.