Everything is alright
There is beauty in the buildings The cracked brick, the stained concrete -shaped stain, stippled stain The tree growing on the roof, by the chimney And the mark on the wall, where the roof once was It takes effort to spawn ugliness,
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Effort of which few are capable- Here there is purpose and strength And in ruins, purpose fulfilled, And the constant purpose of the plants and animals.
Great imagery, Clare. I get a strong sense of the place and its power.
Thank you. More sense of place tomorrow.