In the gentle sway of morning light,
A tapestry unfurls its vivid tale,
Threads of history woven tight,
Across the skies, our dreams set sail.

Colors blend in harmony’s embrace,
Each hue a voice, a story shared,
Silent yet profound in their grace,
A testament to those who dared.

In the breeze, it dances free,
A beacon of hope, a call to unite,
Whispers of freedom in waves of glee,
Guiding us through the darkest night.

Let us cherish this symbol bold,
A canvas where our futures meet,
In its folds, our tales retold,
Together, we rise, complete.