Transformation, Alteration, Transmutation


The walls have been laid bare

The photos and prints stored away

Small furnishings are scattered

throughout the house

As I look around me

I see a space that is awaiting rebirth

A place that still holds the last vestiges

of someone else’s vision

We await in fervent anticipation

for the misty blush of new colors

Soon the dirt will be sanded away

Holes will be patched

And hearts will continue to heal

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