Look at the water falling
down across the stones
of Heinz Hall Plaza.
Look and listen.
Whom do I thank?
The architect?
The builder?
The stones?
The falling water, loudly plashing?
The water itself?
Gravity?
And the green trees, of course,
And the ivy embellishing
Water Sculpture
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Jon Robison Poetry 