Mark he is named,
that he might make his mark upon the world
written with his gifts, erased in his taking.
(circles and cycles of learning)
learning and losing as he circles to land.
his mind knows well
the poetry of building
the beauty of structure
sketched in images
engraved in the air
attached to music
his hands can dance to.
structure he plays with
structure he fears
his mind plays in time
as his hands dance away.
Stephen Bolles
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