Echoes of Time: A Comparison of the Old and Modern Worlds

In the days of old, by the soft glow of the candle,

The world moved more slowly, measuredly.

With quill in hand and parchment as their scroll,

They wrote their stories, each word a precious soul.

But now, in this modern age of light,

We float through the sky and conquer the endless night.

An extensive internet network, an amazing view,

It connects us all, our knowledge flies.

In ancient times we toiled the earth,

Our feet on the ground, our dreams in the hands of nature.

But now we build of steel and glass so grandly,

Panorama reaching high, concrete fountain.

Still, let's not forget to embrace the past,

For there is magic in every past place.

In modern wonders we find the grace of progress,

But ancient wisdom lends our heart a clue.

So when we look at the world today,

Let's want both, in our own special way.

Old and new, in harmony they will sway,

A timeless dance where memories remain.