The old Church ruins, they make a great quarry.
We’re recycling the mortar that was cast for the Glory
Building the new order brick on brick…
Casting out the old stones that no longer fit.
Experience is a Mason with a sweaty brow,
Creative hands and intuitive know-how.
Whether abstract or Bauhaus I cannot say.
Insight designs new drafts every day.
These days everyone is building to be saved,
Some erecting towers others digging graves.
Observatory, fall out shelter, prison, or athenaeum,
Throw away your spade and start diggin’ your freedom
tolerance
Nothing is totally certain.
Nothing is totally safe.
Outcomes are sometimes invisible,
In all our acts of faith.
Risk is sometimes accepted.
Uncertainty often postpones.
Yet difference between trust and doubt
Is measured comfort with the unknowns’
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