A Ripple
Imagine you are all building a collective house.
Someone has to go and carry the first stone.
Not knowing how the house will be in the end,
the first person goes and places a stone, and walks away.
Over time, the house grows, as everyone goes and places a brick.

And it starts to take shape.
By the time the house is halfway,
no one remembers who placed the first stone.
Everyone is looking towards the sky,
wondering how tall the house will be.

Dave PiXelSHift
27 Dec., 2012. 11:11 PM