*(Revised 13.11.24)*
I see you stand intent,
To fill my head with proofs,
Give lemmas in their plenties,
Comingling with force to stand,

Up then - a deck of cards,
Intricately groomed to the point of horror,
Tethered to the heavens in conspicuous vainglory,
Ascending upon wax wings,

I thought the ornate pillars card but no:
Encased in stone, those which
Ungrounded show the ground,
Much higher than I saw in ignorance.

Hello brightness and wonder,
What is it to be joined at hip to flame?
And march out routes on blackened sea?
Maybe we'll talk some time from here.

Hello beauty from ashes,
What is it to be Son of my Lord?
To be His friend and servant too?
Maybe we'll talk some time from here.