In the gentle embrace of Wika’s realm,Where whispers of the winds softly sing,The trees dance to an ancient hymn,Echoing tales of time’s eternal spring.Beneath the azure skies, dreams unfold,As rivers weave through valleys green,Carrying stories of courage untold,In Wika’s world, where wonders convene.The moon casts her silver glow,Upon fields kissed by starlight’s grace,Guiding the hearts that wander below,In search of Wika’s serene embrace.Here, the soul finds its gentle peace,Amidst the harmony of night and day,In Wika’s world, where worries cease,And love lights every shadowed way.