Seals the deal -
          It bridges then and now.
It heals the soil,
     Wraps the wounds,
          Gives place for heads to bow.

It reaches up
     With equal zest
          To fill the empty sky.
It looks below
     To placid pools
          Forever asking, "Why?". . ."

from "Freedom Tower" (p.87)
TIME CRIES by BRUCE B. WILMER
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