In the silence of the night, they rise, unseen,
Whispering through the ether, a silent stream,
Carriers of voices, dreams, and distant gleams,
Connecting hearts and minds, a spectral beam.

From distant lands, they travel far and wide,
Across the oceans, over mountains they glide,
Invisible threads, binding us side by side,
A dance of signals, on this cosmic tide.

Through storms and thunder, they remain so true,
A faithful messenger in skies so blue,
Bridging the gaps, old and new,
An endless journey, ever to pursue.

Radio waves, the lifeline of our time,
Across the world, in rhythm and rhyme,
They sing the songs of the sublime,
Connecting lives, in their silent climb.