I just wish to sow a few
seeds of my words.
Not much, but just enough so I can nourish them with the tears shed
while harvesting the hope, amidst the storms and thunders.
One word a day, in the plantation,
so the plants grow into trees, consuming light.
I wish to create a beautiful garden,
where a tired soul could
stop by under the shade of words
hanging on the trees of hope
to find some peace, and continue
the journey after a brief halt,
renewed with a fresh hope.
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