Renewal

Whispers sweet and fluid like breeze-drifting nomads
Lay a foundation firm and poised
For renewal.
Those who will redefine old places and spaces stained with dirt
And tears,
Those who will restore worn faces and chase the devastated
With patient resolve,
Those who will sacrifice everyhing they are for a justice not their own
Will walk here, upon this foundation of whispers
So quiet and unyielding.

Sweet necessity, sweet protection.

The whispers live on
And grow in abundance
With time.