From the Dirt Came a Miracle
no one could predict
a white rose
blooming
in the rubble of adversity.
Its leaves and thorns
Clipped
and eaten away
Singed by
the unforgiving sun.
Battered by
the relentless storm.
Grounded by
Its last root.
Worn
with shattered hopes
for a garden.
Still it stands
Defiant --
with Love
with Compassion
with Fight
and hope
that fragile thing
fragile like those leaves
that defeated the wrath of the elements.
though the sun may burn
now is not the time to wilt
now is the time
to adapt
and rise taller than the rest.
Copyright © Hannah Del Castillo | Year Posted 2017
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