Dilapidated clapboard shacks

piles of bricks in the sand

scratching at the surface of cohesion

Ingenuity is the notion of building

On a foundation made from loss

Out in these arid expanses

where the Red Sea meets the sand

people dream of progress

made from humility

and the laughter of others

multi-colored dross scatter across the earth

like foreign shrubbery

We converse in codes of motion

Language signaling daily headway

Advice for the long haul.