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by Jeffery Beam
Who builds this world?
You can taste us in the wind
I cut the grass
Behind you before you beside you with you
I design the system
Behind you before you beside you with you
I care for patients
Behind you before you beside you with you
I mother the students
Behind you before you beside you with you
I paint the rooms
Behind you before you beside you with you
I have been here 200 years
Behind you before you beside you with you
From the offices to the gymnasiums.
Behind you before you beside you with you
When fire burns and ice freezes.
Behind you before you beside you with you
Who builds this world?
Behind you before you beside you with you
All manner of men and women.
Some in their heads.
Others behind the saw.
Some with money and paper.
Others with motors and tendons.
With sweat and fear and a bowl of beans.
With rest and hope and a cup of cool water.
With gratefulness for work.
With the work of gratefulness.
With Grace and gratitude.
Hear us in the water
See us in the red clay
Smell us in the rainbow
Feel us in our singing
I scrub the floors
I type the letters
I push the papers
I repair the system
I design the process
I manage the process
I aid the process
I conduct the process
I write the report
I tighten bolts
I order parts
I pay bills
I take what's owed
I direct traffic
I observe and speak
I father the students
I teach the students
I am a student
I lay the bricks
I lay the stone
I will always be here
In bitter cold
In hot weather
In hurricane and snow
In sweet-smelling Spring days
In crisp bright Fall ones
You can taste us in the wind
Hear us in the water
See us in the red clay
Smell us in the rainbow
Feel us in our singing
From the board rooms to the classrooms.
From the dining halls to the gardens.
From the libraries to the laboratories.
From the repair shops to the computer rooms.
From midnight till morning.
From morning to midnight.
When friends call and strangers come.
When enemies threaten and allies praise.
All manner of men and women.
Some in their heads.
Others behind the saw.
Some with money and paper.
Others with motors and tendons.
With sweat and fear and a bowl of beans.
With rest and hope and a cup of cool water.
With gratefulness for work.
With the work of gratefulness.
With Grace and gratitude.
