Renewal and Transformation
A trace, a sign, in this vast Estate we seek,
From dust and debris, whispers rise and speak.
The smallest specks, lost in worldly strife,
Hold within them, the seeds of new life.
In the ash and rubble, worlds have bloomed,
The universe in fragments consumed.
From what seems broken, burned, and lost,
A flourishing world emerges, no matter the cost.
Where dust is blown, hope still abides,
In the barren lands, beauty hides.
Even the smallest grain of sand,
Can transform the vastness of the land.
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