In the tapestry of time, woven tales unfold,
Threads of heritage in colors bold.
From distant lands and ancient lore,
Cultures dance on the woven floor.
Whispers of drumbeats, echoing pride,
Stories and rhythms that will never hide.
In every stitch, a story to tell,
Of ancestors’ wisdom, in the silent swell.
Lanterns of memory light the way,
Guiding hearts to yesterday.
In the dance of shadows, spirits sing,
A timeless melody that love will bring.
Under starlit skies and moonlit dreams,
Cultures unite in seamless streams.
Bound by the past, yet free to roam,
In the heart of tradition, we find our home.