Two towers Rickety old growth Witness but now forgotten How can something so tall be invisible Earth, stone Wood, glass Communion A castle of cards mix of mortar and tears Faithful, says who, some few Large beautiful works What to do
I’m taking you to the edge of space We can still fall back at this place I’m holding you above the clouds At the edge of night and day Depending on how the sun sways Why bring me here, what’s the point Beauty and wonder isn’t that enough