Cradle of life, embodiment of triumph and decay.
In your essence, the eternal cycle finds its way.
Though your cities may crumble, and your lands may transform.
Your spirit, unwavering, will weather any storm.
Let us raise our voices, in this ode to Ayé,
A celebration of its splendor, in every breath we say.
For in its grand tapestry, we find echoes of our plight.
In Ayé, we glimpse our shared human light.
So let the words resound, in this Ode to Ayé’s grand tale,
A testament to beauty, its immortal legacy will prevail.
In the realms of poetry, Ayé’s spirit forever unfurls,
A timeless song of life, in this majestic ode to the world.