How many ghosts sought rest

Beyond that broken countenance?

The house stood crushed into shambles

Until someone cared enough

To build it back up…

The critical eye can see

When it is time to tear down

Bring the structure to its knees

And find the foundation again

Demolish to the ground

And construct the new again

How brave the ones who see

That they must level what exists

To create once more

And how lost are those

Who cannot take the measure

Of what is

To begin what must become

– Caroline A. Slee