under the moon's unyielding gaze, we've witnessed humanity's trials, from preexploitative eras to the modern age's technological marvels, never wavering in our nocturnal vigils. in the midst of a global lockdown, a time when human bustling was forcibly hushed, i found solace in the gardens, watching toads hop amongst the foliage. their simple existence, a wave aside from the complexity of human designs, seemed to restore to the beginning an equilibrium long lost. these creatures, unaffected by the world's chaos, reminded me that life persists in the quietest of moments, a lesson from which we all could learn.