Attempting to show itself, amidst the fog,
the sun tries, with all its might,
To spread the rays of hope to the log
lying beneath, looking towards the proudy wood,
It struggles hard, to spread few words,
Few rays of warmth and glee beneath,
So that it does get heard,
and the log feels power, the strength he needs...
It shows up, not because it's giant,
but for the sake of our lives,
to give birth to life, and for generations to come,
it waits, not giving up for once...
It's old, yet burns,
to light the world,
To throw up light to darkness and turns,
to those in need, to those with love,
It lives, to let all live...

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