Origin

So here’s to our beginnings, to the paths that we roam. In the essence of our origin, we’ll find what we are growing into.

In the vast of the cosmos, 

where the creature being designed;

a whisper of the universe, 

in the silence of the unknown;

from the myth of ancient times, 

where the stories untold,

we trace our roots back, 

to the truth we'd like to pursue.

Origin, origin 

inspire our imagination, 

spark of fresh ideas of all sorts;

in the journey of our growth, 

you make us wander around, 

think deeper;

from the shadows of history, 

to the light of the contemporary world,

In the quintessence of our being, 

we keep pondering our origins...

Origin, origin,

Through the long rivers of history, 

where the echoes flow over,

Every initiative we take, 

helps us learn and grow;

in the journey to discover our origin, 

we connect the dots,

weave the threads,

sketch up our thoughts,

craft images of all sorts...

From the first spark of life, 

to the consciousness in our mind,

In the whispers of the past, 

our story starts.

With each generation, 

we carry on our own heritage,

In the diversity of the world, 

we’re all creative enough...

So here’s to our beginnings, 

to the paths that we roam,

In the essence of our origin, 

we’ll find what we are growing into;

with the stars as our witnesses, 

and the wisdom guides us forward,

In the inspiration of humanity, 

let our spirits flow.

 

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