Anglès nivell intermedi
The seeds of peace
Under the ashes of a broken place, a child knelt down with a hopeful face. "Grow" she said to the seeds she planted. "Let peace return an heal us all".
The strong winds became light. The dry ground, now held life bright. The roots grew deep, and some flowers appeared. Thousands of colors shone and the darkess cleared.
Her village saw the flowers bloom. The air was sweet and there was no gloom. Something so small, gave peace for all.
And so, the message traveled far. From very small acts, like some night sky stars, peace can grow, and even react, inside our hearts.