A knave to hold a soft core;
Schist, basalt, limestone!
A cross, kaleidescoping until it's square then into a passkey.

Solids, Solipsis, a patterned plane was your gift, almost as cruel as mine.
Given me, as due, for my recognition of your soul.
Your belief is a gaes, almost as burdensome as your mistrust.

A blindside for a blindside.

Immortal Review
I stand before this marble stone statue once you were just a block your potential passion held the key
The form the lines were followed by truth even in unyielding matter you find the way that is hidden
Touch with fingers as the blind you will see in this way and no other, uncompromising this the passkey
Details don’t lay within easy reach a masterpiece that endures through the ages birthed in blazing fire

Pathos captured given limitation then allowed to accelerate in lofty expression softest shadow finds
Recesses define the inlayed motion livens this that lies in perfect stillness from this art in stone speaks
The unquestioned ideal the essence of romance this indefinable mood his quest he strikes he defines
By measured degree he sets them free to pose to make all those that see recognize and believe

Immortal stirring grasped held fast souls without tangible existence now will tenderly embrace
Space will be their crowning achievement in this dimension they convince by intense scrutiny
Each visitor will by their living movement point by point each portion then as a whole will make the case
Moved by ancient distillation carried through time its power only increases it never diminishes great art

Bathed in beauty indefinable treasure holding its own court all else it removes to distant bounds
It lives a rarefied life in light and shadow the heights are visited it s very presence proclaims dignity
Human standards ebb and flow in classical taste the bridge is crossed the divine is at last found
Your blood line does not read or speak any more a common language in these achievements discovery