The earth lay barren wilted into gray
A field where life had withered day by day
No blossom dared to open in the clay
Too scared that warmth would simply fade away
But then your step fell gently on the land
And something stirred beneath the quiet sand
A secret tremor whispered to expand
A garden waking under your command
Bright petals rose like stories from the deep
Brave leaves uncurled from long abandon’d sleep
The soil exhaled the tears it used to keep
And roots grew strong where sorrow once ran steep
So walk again where earth has grown to ache
Where time and storm have left the ground to break
For in your steps even the deserts wake—
And all forgotten seeds begin to shake