Untold Stories

In the tapestry of existence, they dwell,
The tales untold, within each whispered spell.
From tender cries of infants, full of grace,
To winds that sing and dance in every place.

The thunder’s roar, a voice of ancient might,
Revealing secrets in the darkest night.
In patterns woven, algorithms unfold,
Whispering stories that remain untold.

The language of equations, pure and wise,
Unveiling truths that often mesmerize.
Biological systems, nature’s art,
A narrative of life, a song from the heart.

In realms of diplomacy, nations’ strife,
Untold narratives shape the course of life.
Behind the scenes, in chambers closed and hushed,
Unspoken tales in whispers often rushed.

In graveyard’s silence, where loved ones rest,
A symphony of stories, past’s bequest.
The clouds above, a canvas vast and wide,
Unfolding sagas as they gently glide.

Within the fabric of this grand design,
Untold stories wait, eager to align.
Philosopher’s muse, poet’s tender gaze,
Revealing mysteries in countless ways.

So let us seek these stories yet unknown,
In every moment, a tale to be sown.
For in the tapestry of life’s grand view,
Untold stories hold the seeds of what’s true.