Once Upon a Time, on a Barren Wasteland

A seed arrived on the wind and a rain cloud followed

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It was a barren and forgotten wasteland.
Nothing had grown on that cold, hard ground.
Till it was time for something wonderful to happen.
A time for something to change that cracked ground,
A time for a new stage to be set on that deserted land.

A small seedling was carried in the breeze.
It had come from a land where there were many.
A land that was rich and fertile for miles around.
That tiny seed came from a bountiful place.
Where every belly was full, and there was grass,
Which grew for miles around in every valley and pass.

Onto that barren and cold wasteland,
That tiny seed had decided to find a place.
A special spot to rest on its long journey.
A rain cloud followed that runaway seedling.
It was following it for miles and it was full.
The cloud was filled with a lot of cold rain.
It burst over that barren wasteland again.
The water nourished the forgotten land.
It was a celebration and it was grand.

The tiny seedling germinated in the waters.
It was not long before a tiny plant grew on that spot.
More clouds passed over that land that was sleeping.
It was wide awake now as more plants started growing.
A narrow river formed across the land that was richer now.
The tiny seedling had come a long way and it was a tree.
The barren land was richer, with people enjoying its fertility.

Once upon a time on a barren wasteland,
A tiny seed arrived on a whisper of a breeze.
The rain cloud followed that seedling,
It watered the seed and it became a tree.
Every wasteland in life will have its time,
The right time to rise and to shine.
To become a better and richer place in the world.
Every person needs to be given a chance to grow.
We all need to find a place to rest and evolve even more.

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