A grand palace, one that goes on, at times
Without notice, sitting in the weather, not a care
Near, nor a plethora of wear, tear, or despair.
As the sun rises, off in the distance,
It casts a glow of such brilliance, making
The grand even more persistent, while
Simultaneously, reminding us all of our shared resilience.
Such displays need no homage or fanfare,
Though, for sure, the latter is not rare,
As people from around the world come to
Share in the brilliance that is there.
In response to the WDYS #71 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.