In realms where logic paints the skies,
Numbers dance, a silent guise.
With every theorem, mysteries unfold,
Mathematics whispers, secrets told.

The rhythm of pi upon the sphere,
Echoes of infinity drawing near.
Each fraction speaks in subtle tones,
A universe etched in unknown stones.

Geometry’s grace in angles tight,
Symmetries woven in the night.
Calculus flows like rivers vast,
Tracing paths of future and past.

In algebra’s embrace, variables play,
Equations balance, come what may.
Through vectors and matrices, we strive,
In math’s vast ocean, we come alive.