The barn,
although young,
sloped into herself.
Where most barns
crumble in straight
lines, she softened
in curves.
And although the fall
undoubtedly occurred in
an instant,
the appearance was such
that it had happened
over many years of
gently letting go.
Certainly she didn't look like barns should.
But her beauty
would make any
warm body weep
and draw them into
The tender earth surrounding her.
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