RESSURECTION

There, the colourful garden

Without its gesture

In the wake of the dusk

Smeared with dust and rubble.

Fragrance in the air,

Humming bees, and

Chirpping birds,

A joy for all,

And the love for one--where?

Lost in the depths of the earth,

Struggling against nature

For the hope to emerge

Under torrid conditions.

The beauth that is engraved

Never fails in its attire - for

The wilted flower

Born for one

After years of patient hope.

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