Resilience

Out of wreckage and destruction

broken streets of bomb blitzed London,

razed when warfare wreaked its havoc

causing life loss and despair. 

 

From the darkest, bleakest hours 

sprang the sight of tiny flowers 

as they struggled through the rubble, 

stretched their necks to breathe in air. 

Where no other plant life flourished,

soon these pretty rosette faces 

colonised the empty spaces,

spread themselves without a care. 

 

Free and easy in surroundings, 

lovely pink their pearly petals 

covered empty barren places 

stronger grew and settled there. 

Out of wreckage and destruction 

when each day it’s hard to function,

search for nature’s wiser counsel, 

grief a state we all must bear.

Let with time there come solutions 

every season brings a reason,

courage sent to help us cope

with welcome sprigs of new found hope.