In the quiet realm where thoughts reside,
Language sprouts, a beacon, far and wide.
A symphony of words, both loud and meek,
A dance of expression, unique and sleek.

With every syllable, a story unfolds,
Secrets whispered, and truths told.
From ancient scripts to modern prose,
Language blooms, like a timeless rose.

Across the lands, through time and space,
Words connect, no matter the place.
A bridge that spans the human heart,
Binding souls, though oceans apart.

So let us cherish this gift so grand,
The power of language, at our command.
For in each word, a world awaits,
A realm of wonder that never abates.