A little kitten was torn from its soil and blossomed in another land that does not befit its beauty.
She tried to cling to life, but the sky refused to water her with its abundant clouds, and life gave her cups of bitterness and pain.
It has sprouted thorns, taken on the color of destruction, and hidden its nectar in seclusion, fearing the tyranny of time.
The medicine turned into a disease, thorns wounded her, and she walked the path of a prophecy written in drops of blood!
Can the pure sand particles wipe away its filth and breathe new life into the heart and veins?!