“These walls of mud
Have washed away
Where once there stood
A holy place.
These walls of mud
Have washed away
Where now they show
Earth’s healing ways.
We can be of this place,
Breathing life into forms
From the earth we raise,
Like a sheltering hug of clay,
Like a sheltering hug of clay.
These walls of mud
Have washed away,
And we are in a holy place…”
