In the tapestry of mountains, fields, and skies,
Lies a truth as old as time that never dies.
Each thread is a story, a unique piece,
Together they weave the grand quilt of peace.
From the green of the crescent that stands proud,
To the vibrant patterns that sing aloud,
Every color, every hue, tells of unity,
In Pakistan’s diversity, there’s beauty and community.
Let’s cherish every mountain, grain, and dome,
In this rich mosaic, we find our home.
For peace is not just a silent night,
It’s in every heart, shining bright.
Stand together, firm and true,
To the spirit of harmony, we must pursue.
For in the diverse beauty of our lands,
We find the strength to join our hands.