What house are we going to build
on the mountains?
Sweat and tears will decide.
Once tired
we will rest our hands
and listen to the ancient song.
Silence—strong,
we'll lay another stone,
and yet another...
We'll trick time
if necessary
until night
when our bodies will meet
to dispel the cold and darkness
under the vast and distant sky.
Up there
among the brightest stars at last
we'll let our dreams dwell,
by Jason R. Forbus
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