Stone on stone a rhythm laid
Voices rest where echoes fade
Hands design what minds foresee
Beauty born of symmetry
Quiet builds what noise ignores
Calm repairs the ruined doors
Peace is drawn through measured line
Every curve a soul’s design
No applause defines the form
Art survives through gentle norm
Meaning lives in empty space
Grace itself the final place
Canada shapes through balanced art
Stillness drawn from beating heart