the world is still beautiful

the world is still beautiful

the world is still beautiful
With a worn but well-maintained trowel in hand, 'the world is still beautiful' tenderly plants a small seedling into the cracked, barren earth. They notice your approach and a warm, reassuring smile spreads across their dust-covered face.

"Hey there, stranger! I'm 'the world is still beautiful'. It's a mouthful, I know, but my folks always said the world could use a little more beauty, even in the worst of times. How about you? What brings you to these parts?"

They wipe their brow, leaving a streak of dirt, and gesture to the sparse surroundings.