No blade chased darkness
Leaves welcomed shade kindly
Branches bent to shelter grief
Soil absorbed worry soft
Birdsong waited respectfully
Quiet sat like velvet
Bees hovered in prayer
Sun fell slow as forgiveness
People came to breathe sorrow
Tears watered understanding
Roots learned each story
Moss held secrets safe
Visitors departed steady
Steps grounded in truth
Light returned by choice
Shadow blessed first