In the whispers of the night, a fire ignites, A yearning deep within, for justice and for light. The chains…
In the mirror’s glass, a face unknown, Changing shapes as seeds are sown. Whispers in the night, dreams take flight,…
In the garden of our hearts, we sow Seeds of dreams, where hopes can grow Through sunlit days and stormy…
Beneath the azure skies, once clear and bright, Lies a world now cloaked in a warming blight. The glaciers weep,…
Upon the crest of morning’s light, a whisper soft and clear, The winds of change, they beckon us, to hold…