God bless the architects I said, for they are great
I praise and celebrate all their creations
how great are those designs, so great!
and I truly admire the endless potential pouring out of his mind
he’s a rare gem I tell you, has a mind like a diamond
so raw and pure, waiting to be found
he’s been waiting patiently in the ground
for his time to come
I see the rising in his eyes
that very first spark ignite
a fire for the creator in him
his hand glides along the horizon
illuminating all the land
and he shows me
how it is that he creates all those marvellous buildings
the buildings of an architect reflect his soul
they are the building blocks of life
his hopes and dreams
and those underlying layers of more intricate
what this architect doesn’t seem to know is
that his buildings
without the warmth of a beating heart
inside the cold hand felt iron
his buildings are insufficient because they have been diminished
they have embodied the archetypal themes and values
of their creator’s humility
and demeaned dignity
they are degraded
into something less
starved of love and starved of embrace
you clothe your buildings so well my darling
everything is always closed
and shut tight
all the windows, the doors
the curtains pulled
and this particular building, is this your masterpiece?
It’s tall and grand, full of tall facades and marble
in its veins runs iron
all the way to the ground
it stands tall amongst the rest, so high up in the sky!
I see the pillars of your labour
they have been painted with your sweat and tears
you are trying hard I know
you want to build them taller and better
but I wish you would spend some time inside
maybe see it from my eyes
there is so much work to be done
on this interior
I take a look at what you’ve built
it is well deserved in praise
so beautiful on the outside
I simply marvel and admire
what good is it
if what you built
becomes the prison that you live in?
beautiful design my lover, it is great
but the walls you built confine you
what is this house you built? the one they all praise?
will you live for their applause?
for their approval?
is this the house you want to live in my lovely?
I am a guest here, I visit often
I take my shoes off at the door
and I enter
every day at dawn
for your dear sake my love.