The ghosts are always here where we - Remember
their Reflections - Trace the story of
the death of those - Who bear our crass dissections
- Giants striving after giants - They
linger in the wind - Where breath calls to
the ghost of giants: a name and all their sins
For all good art is built on mis’ry - Sorrow
sings all songs - And memory of loss, a story
- That echoes far along - The music bends
to voices new - Who reinterpret painted
stones - Master builders born anew
-Build ships from giant bones - haul dreams
Of giants, new made kings - all makers
rise to carry - their ghosts shape hopes and beams
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