TattooDreams

Sometimes, long after words are written, they are found. Such is the case with a blog entry I made back in 2008. Today I received a beautiful note from one of my readers. They had come across this poem which was cast into stone at the Cosanti Bell Foundry. I included the poem in my 2008 blog entry. 

Turns out, this poem was in my readers grandmothers' possessions. 

These words have followed me through the years. Her note reached me on a day I was getting some poignant news. Perhaps her note and me rereading these fine words were meant to criss cross. In this photo you can see the lines of type cast into the wall at Cosanti. 

The poem was cast by a worker there in 1968. 

The area it was cast was an area mostly utilized by the workers or those living on site.

"SPIRIT, CALL ME SON THAT I MAY SEEK MYSELF WITHOUT TIRING 
DARKNESS, CALL ME BROTHER THAT I MAY NOT FEAR THAT WHICH I SEEK
LIGHT, CALL ME FRIEND THAT I BE NOT ASHAMED BY WHAT I FIND
DEATH, CALL ME GENTLY THAT I MAY ENJOY WHAT I HAVE BEEN."

Patricia