Threads of Light
In fields where shadows used to roam,
A gentle wind now calls us home.
No walls, no chains, no bitter fight—
Just hands that weave the threads of light.
Across the seas, beneath the sky,
We share one breath, we hear one cry.
The colors blend, the voices sing,
A single heart in everything.
Let swords be turned to seeds of grain,
Let hope outshine the darkest pain.
For when we stand as one, we find
The world reborn in love, aligned.
(copilot - "Write a poem about peace and unity")
