"Frog — The Silent Bearer of Rain and Life"

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Forever carrying the weight of life’s return in its humble voice.

"Frog — The Silent Bearer of Rain and Life"
 
When the clouds gather and the first drops fall,
the frog awakens.
Not from sleep,
but from waiting.
 
For it knows - water is not just water.
Rain is not just rain.
They are promises.
They are renewal.
 
In ancient forests and forgotten marshes,
the frog becomes more than a creature.
It becomes a voice - soft, steady - that calls life back from silence.
 
Where the land cracks and sighs, the frog’s song breaks open the sky.
Where roots thirst quietly beneath hardened earth,
the frog whispers for the clouds to weep.
And when the rain finally answers,
it does not shout.
It falls gently,
feeding seed and soil,
inviting what sleeps to awaken.
 
The frog does not seek gratitude.
It does not demand titles.
It sings because it must.
Because without water, life forgets how to move, how to grow, how to begin again.
 
In many old stories, elders say:
"The frog is not the rain.
But when you hear its song,
you know rain will follow and with it, life will rise once more."
So when the storm softens and the world feels tender and new,
remember the frog.
Small.
Unseen by many.
 
Yet forever carrying the weight of life’s return in its humble voice.
May be art of amphibian
 
 
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