Together
There was never a never
so always as forever
nor a permanence
so flimsy as finished.
There was never a happy
so permanent as joy
nor a falseness so
fleeting as autonomy.
Insulation clothes well
till it suffocates,
and protection is safe
till it isolates.
To breathe always joy
let our hearts strive together
most brave toward that space
both above and unknown
where our labor with stones
can build the next temple.
Build we together or
become we the stones.
From Carpet Flights (2001)
by Alan Harris
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Copyright © 2001 by Alan Harris. All rights reserved.
Photo: Alan Harris
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