Beneath the ancient canopy of stars,
Where whispers of ancestors weave,
The essence of humanity unfolds,
In tales that time cannot deceive.

Footprints left on distant sands,
Echoes of lives long past,
Anthropology’s gentle hand,
Reveals connections vast.

Through artifacts and ancient lore,
We seek to understand,
The woven threads of every shore,
The touch of every hand.

In the language of bones and stones,
We find our common ground,
Anthropology whispers in gentle tones,
Of the unity that we’ve found.