Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Work In Progress

give me a wire and a pipe and a node,
I need no schematics, no payments, no gold;
I'll build you a circuit that will catch the eye,
and when I'm done, you'll wish it would fly.

give me the sky, the earth, and the sea,
I need no payment, just air to breathe;
I'll build you a place to spread your wings,
and when I'm done, you'll wish you could sing.

give me the rumbling deep underground,
give me the stars, their silence and sound,
give me a promise I'll be undisturbed,
and then I will get back to work.

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