Emergence of Soul
by
vision_wolfe


There is beauty here
In the rubble;
It was a building
It was a symbol
It was an icon.

Not of power or might
As They thought-
But of work,
Of sweat and labour and all things created
With effort and will and vision.

Strange, it seems to me,
(One tiny flame in the fire)
That They never thought
Of the obvious and the crystal-true

What is created with the Unbreakable
(Mind, heart, spirit, effort, vision, strength)
Cannot be broken
As a building-
But will be tempered
Like the steel
(With the fire of resolve
And single-minded grace)
To emerge,
White with light
Ever brighter than before.

Human Spirit is ever fed
To become beauty
No matter how large
The Creatures of Hatred and Habit
Work to belittle it.

Sept.21, 2001
Kari











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