A restless mind, a boundless soul, Da Vinci dreamt, he reached his goal. From painter's brush to sculptor's art, He grasped all knowledge, played each part.

The Mona Lisa's smile, a cryptic trace, The Last Supper fades, a hallowed space. Vitruvian Man, in perfect form, He bridged the gap 'tween earth and storm.

Machines he sketched, with gears and wings, Of flying dreams and future things. Anatomy's depths, he dared explore, Unveiling secrets evermore.

The universe, a puzzle vast, He sought the key, the die was cast. A polymath, in every guise, His brilliance burned in starlit skies.

Though centuries have dimmed his name, Da Vinci's legacy, a burning flame. An endless quest, a thirst to know, The spirit's fire, forever aglow.