Where glaciers once commanded
the flowers learn to reign;
purple bruises beauty
from centuries of pain
A child collects their color
to braid into her hair;
the north forgives the burning
and hums a humble prayer
Survivors bloom like thunder
then fade to tender hue;
they prove that what is broken
can still invent the new
When snow descends in silence
and mountains close their eyes—
the seeds dream red tomorrow
beneath the arctic skies