stitched
and restitched
cracks healed over
but not quite
were it not for the foundation
it would have been a ruin
eons ago
not as noble as the Acropolis
more like the old church
in the wood
holy even in disrepair
surviving
earthquake and typhoon
even tsunami
taproots grow deep
and thus the bloom
is renewed
season and season
again
Pitching Pennies Poetry
the work of smzang
Always something beautiful and enduring to see … even in the ruins. Lovely. XO
Dear D,
thanks!!
Sarah