
Strike,
Burn the music of the hammer
Indelibly
Into the fabric of the soul.
Transform
Anxiety to inspiration.
Give form to the meaning
Of life,
Shape to the meaning
Of love.
Gather metal
As you would
Gather family,
Close,
Tight,
Never letting go.
Swinging hammer
An extension
Of the molten arm,
The pounding heart,
The fluid soul.
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