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Lavender rests in quiet silver rows, 
its strength held low, steady, unafraid. 
The field listens to a wide, horizontal sky, 
open enough to carry tomorrow. 
 
No color is needed to feel the lift, 
light still moves, shadows still promise. 
What grows here is more than bloom, 
it is patience, it is forward motion, 
it is the calm certainty that even in stillness, 
something bright is already on its way.

Colorful Life In Black And white