"And So We Plant"

When the road is dark and hollow,
we still plant, still we follow.
Lantern seeds in broken ground,
light will answer, when it's found.

Every truth we dare to share,
every hand that will not bear,
every kindness, small yet strong—
is the root that rights the wrong.

The future waits in quiet hands,
not in thrones or far‑off lands;
it grows in choices, fierce and bright,
that guard the flame and guard the light.

And so we plant, and so we rise,
under watchful, shadowed skies;
and so we plant, and so we stay,
till night has bowed to break of day.





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