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The Passing
A green glow dribbles 'neath his door, and clamours of construction mutter, bellow and insinuate, his broken voice belies a whole man struggling with a stutter. He comes and goes in dead of night, I mark his shuffling pace, his wheezing terrifies and taunts me, nervous as I am to peek, behold this stranger's face. The sounds persist for several weeks, relentless, with a purpose, still I'm reluctant to confront this man, anxious and desirous. Then all at once the banging stops, the green glow disappears, I'm left to wonder what he built 'midst stammering and tears. Overwhelmed with curiosity I wait for his return, his latchkey kills my modesty, his secret soon I'll learn. Elderly, his shoulders bent, palms pressed as if to pray, a penitent upon his knees with not a word to say. For in the stark and silent room an altar is revealed, intricate and fine beyond compare, with flowers and still photograghs a child is honoured there. I took his arm and knelt with him in prayer. The line stretched down the hallway, those offering respect, the passing of a little girl brought many to reflect.
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