Or there’d be no stage,
Just constant awe at each experience,
From in a gilded cage,
Opened through awareness ‘fwhat came before,
Reconciled with your mind,
So you are always seeing something new,
E’en when you see it for a second time,
First you will raise your eyebrows in disdain,
How unoriginal!
But we builders all have a common thread,
The same material,
That’s how we talk,
There is no other way,
Sort symbols that are famil’ar to all,
To express what only your heart could say.
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