Through the Cracks.

In the cities' hum, through urban sprawl,
A quiet force begins to creep—
A secret that the city keeps.
A reminder that we share the ground,

Emerges from what’s come undone.

In gutters, cracks, and alleyways,
Nature lingers, ever brave,
With silent strength, it does not flee—
The world returns to what will be.

For though we build and pave our place,
The land will not forget its face.
And in the seams where we divide,
Life finds a path, a way, a stride.