Pond: a synonym for hope Poem by elijah b. pringle, III
there are ponds that find themselves in North Philadelphia they find their way home in spite of the cement the asphalt in spite of the buildings closing around them there are ponds that find their way home to North Philadelphia every time rain gathers in corners an altered terrain does not deter them as they find the natural topography when the droplets collect it comes instinctually it is the earth breathing and breeding and teeming with alive that is why ponds must find their way so we can know North Philadelphia before it was philadelphia before it was north there are ponds that find us North Philadelphians they find their way to us through cement and asphalt to reconstitute us after being concentrated
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