Rebirth of fallen land

There's nothing left...

We would have never guessed, 

for, the land had been blessed,

with prosperity and abundance.

Even in our disbelief,

there are few who could grieve,

the sight we have to see,

the consequences of our collective sin. 

The earth is parched, broken in pieces, 

ground is shaking, collapsing in itself,

no walls or pillars could hold on,

house is disintegrating, in dilapidated condition.

Everything that was valuable is gone,

precious memories that we treasured,

it's all devoured with passing days,

we have nothing now, lost forever. 

Thus begun this journey of atonement, 

each trial taught us new lessons,

those fire of adversity refined us,

with spirit tempered, our soul adorned.

And slowly our efforts bears fruits,

we finally put a pause to the cascade,

little by little the place became alive,

with all the energy, remodeling activities. 

So, we have recovered our soul,

from the depth of the darkness,

as sunlight shined for the first time,

with deeper wisdom, greater grace.

Now we would take proper care,

giving back to the nature it's share,

being reborn, transformed from our ignorance,

all that left, were the memories of yesteryear.