prolonged joy melding with ever present
sadness
longing
a sense of urgency
drawing breath
and slow exhale.
Cold.
filling
as time and space
collide and in confusion, we repeat
raze and rebuild
raze and raise
Streets reveal countless memory and history
together we walked
in glory
and exile
swarming gateways and bridges
searching for an in
Golden Jerusalem,
washed and rainshined,
May I forget my own right hand
if I forget you,
and my tongue cleave to my palette,
so the I may sin(g) no more.
and so the mist rises,
raze and rebuild
be raised,
be rebuilt.
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