Where I am
January 20, 2008At a place
The place of effort
Effort for the family
The family of many hands
Many hands that pound the stone
The stone that crumbles to dust
Dust mixed with water
The water to make mortar
Mortar that fills the spaces
The spaces between the bricks
Bricks that become the wall
The wall of the house
House of the family
The family
That makes a home
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I enjoy your words so much, and the imagery that is so strong and not so dark…:)
I love the rhythm of this.. it’s the rhythm of the work itself perhaps? Feels like a heart beat to me.