In a chapel, there are tunnels, Where hidden secrets wait to be found. Saints are getting ready to travel, With stories and wisdom all around. Sometimes people get confused, Like when we remember things wrong. JFK took a turn, In a story that’s been told for so long. Martin Luther stood up tall, Speaking for what is right. His words still matter today, Shining like stars in the night. Time can be twisty and funny, Like a slide that bends and sways. Old stories mix together, In surprising and magical ways. The Pope is like a pilot, Flying through the skies of time. He seeks to unlock the secrets, Of stories that help us climb. We’re all connected, every one, Through the tales we share and tell. No one is truly alone, In this big world where we dwell. In twilight, people sit and think, About the lessons from before. We can rewrite the stories, And share them even more! Wise teachers have paid their dues, Sharing truths that shine so bright. Old tales can spread like ripples, Bringing wisdom to our sight. Sometimes the truth can be hard to see, Like a toy lost in a room. But if we keep searching and asking, We can find the light in the gloom. So let’s go on a journey together, Exploring stories old and new. We’ll learn from the past and present, And create our own adventure too!
