Free verse № 1468
silence of the sky
in the silence of
the sky, we spoke
of the silver moon,
how every house must have
a builder,
how the fields of green
were a blessing
and how the rocks would cry out,
"be praised for all
your tenderness, and
by the works of you
the builder, whose miracle
is never known
by all"
streets, cars,
and cement mixers were
alien things to us,
no more than idioms
of an archaic language.
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