A seedling pushed through hardened earth, — A quiet, slow, and fragile birth.
A seedling pushed through hardened earth,
A quiet, slow, and fragile birth.
Each sunbeam a hopeful sign,
Each drop of rain, a touch divine.
The wounds are healing, stitch by stitch,
A strength emerges, strong and rich.
A new resilience takes its hold,
A story bravely to be told.