Oh Pillar, is it so strange to find you so weak?
These walls will only surround you, never will they speak.
All that you raise above you is worth no more than what is below.
This house of false comfort, can only cushion your fall,
If bricks and brittle offer any comfort to you.

Pillows of stone, cold, unfeeling –
What else is all of this?
Could you compare the warmth of this world to that of the Sun?
But forget about the senses,
What sense does any of this make?

 

 

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