it rises up
to tell the story.
a gapping hole
washed with water
constant flowing
water...
some how
there is a sense of peace.
a towering building
of mirrored glass
reflecting one
days story
to the next.
in the midst of peace
there is hope
and strength.
names...
so many names.
names of every
ethnicity...
representing far
reaching corners of the earth.
remember.
we are called to remember.
it's not the first time
we've done so.
i took a day trip
to the big city
and among the sights
and the people
i spent time
remembering.
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