sagesolar:
We will build towers
sagesolar:
That seems like the soul of a colour
sagesolar:
Such holiness is ours to behold
sagesolar:
One rose up to depart
sagesolar:
A beam travelled from that tiny spark
sagesolar:
Guardian angel of the night
sagesolar:
The pearl of Sussex
sagesolar:
Shapes and shadows all I see
sagesolar:
I came to Oxford in the light
sagesolar:
Softly curve away
sagesolar:
Some things are more than we perceive
sagesolar:
The building thinks on its own
sagesolar:
So what time have I
sagesolar:
Up to the ceiling
sagesolar:
The Shard does rise
sagesolar:
The cedar of Lebanon
sagesolar:
Taking my breath with their rare symmetry
sagesolar:
There stands the skyscraper so tall
sagesolar:
The glass in the glass
sagesolar:
I took my penny to market
sagesolar:
I choose to rise above
sagesolar:
Circular ascension
sagesolar:
Amidst the concrete desert
sagesolar:
Those lofty arches stand at lonely Balcombe
sagesolar:
The castle above the sea
sagesolar:
Pillar and pinnacle, arch and corbel
sagesolar:
To Caunterbury, with ful devout corage
sagesolar:
The clambering masons, chisels singing on the stone
