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Arching to the conventional summon of life

for the second time deforming its structure

establishing in that way the balance.

Exposing its branches

like wings piercing the sprayed fragments

scattered through the winds

without harming its roots.

Churning, embracing, the untamed menace.

In the same way men,

courteous, remarkable,

develop while living.

Withstand the coarse environment

depending on bestowed trifles

building strategies to step the future.

It is in the struggle of surviving that the senses are sharpened

preventing with strong foundations against all the odds.

In a freely seclusion searching for answers,

for divine nourishment.

Striving to convey love instead of void

in its mossy hermit lap, where life spread

in every inch of virgin soil.

A home, a place to settle down, a paradise on earth.