ruins don't mean it's ruined

"My guts are like ruins, you can't do anything with a field of ruins so there's no point in spitting on the rust while screaming. You have to let time do its job, the earth does not renew itself in a day, you have to be patient, even if it does not come without pain. We must let the grass grow back slowly and creep between the bones until it covers them, let the birds that had fled the din of arms return; you have to plant trees and water them, wait for them to grow too, for their roots to break up the carcasses and carry them deep into the ground. Patience, patience and kindness."