Thursday, August 15, 2013

Westminster Woods with the PYGs

Released into the woods
the wall into the wild
broken barriers
the wake of
a wave of
cascading through the conifers
bouncing off bark
and buildings
echoes rolling into
the air
the atmosphere.

carrying in the upper elevations
less-than-angelic notes
yet holy nevertheless.

Go go go
productivity through the roof
many hands doing good work
visible signs of progress made
yet suddenly
the train of progress
hits a wall
called fatigue
2 solid days of physical labor
catches up
like the storm threatening for days
when it rains
it pours
and with youth
when attention wavers
behavior falters
focus wanes
and the time is up.
what they accomplished
what they have done
one could hardly be prouder
of them.
in these places
we all win.

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