The bond has long separated
Elements have taken their toll
Solid structure has fractured
Pressuring members to bow
Decay settling in everywhere
Imminent failure is obvious
Surface grains begin to tear
Visual signs of strain appear
Dire need of total restoration
Without the luxury of time
Avoiding future condemnation
Returning to utterly sublime
A tedious process connecting
Mending fractures and decay
Reviving structural integrity
The Master Craftsman way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem