How human it is
To build faith so high
To reach to the heavens
Like kites in the sky
Yet to know the beach ends
And not think yourself small
Is to architect structures
Destined to fall

Fall in the wake
Of some afterlife's tide
To drown in the pull
Of the oceans inside
Mortality's depths
Are but dark mystery
We voyage for land
But get lost out at sea

A sea of salvation's
Untouchable dunes
Unbreachable gates
To repentless typhoons
Rising levels of sin
Floods of doubt and dismay
When all we construct
Simply washes away