Rejuvenation

The land, a canvas once bereft,

Of color and life, a picture left,

To suffer and wilt in lonely pain,

A symbol of man’s thoughtless disdain.

But lo and behold, a ray of light,

A spark of hope, a guiding sight,

That brings new life to the earth,

And gives to it a new worth.

In this garden, where growth abounds,

And nature’s beauty astounds,

A restoration stands in grace,

A testament to time and space.

Its roots run deep, like veins of gold,

Nourishing the land, young and bold,

With each new leaf, a symbol of growth,

And a message that all life is worth.

The streams, like ribbons of light,

Flow through the earth with gentle might,

Bringing life and sustenance,

To the creatures that it sustains.

The skies, a canopy of blue,

An endless dome, a heavenly view,

Watches over the land below,

And smiles as the restoration grows.

So let us cherish this sacred space,

Where nature’s beauty finds its place,

A place where restoration reigns,

And the earth and its people are forever sustained.

For in this garden, a symphony,

A song of life, an epic poetry,

Is played with each beat of the heart,

And every breath, a brand new start.