Art Piece & Poem : “Where Sorrow Blooms” Inspired by The Bermuda – Reddit Post

The sorrow lies in their return, A lesson we have yet to learn. Not in the weeds that breach the stone, But in the fight we face alone.

In every crack, their roots descend, A war that time will never end. The slabs we laid with hope and care Now cradle life that shouldn’t dare.

We tear them out with bloodied grace, They greet us in the same old place. No sleep, no death, no final round Just silence breaking through the ground.

And still, amid the cursed unrest, A single bloom defies the rest. It drinks the tears our hands have shed, And blossoms where our spirits bled.