Balance: a small figure planted

Firmly on grass, staring

Square at a building.

A trick to the eye that

Seeks to sort, to recognize,

To watch what is parallel and what is plumb.

Here, floating up into the sky,

Is the essence of solidity, of rock

Thought out.  Flying buttressed.

Set yourself up to examine

The distortions of perspective, or the

Ever-new of detail, and you slowly realize your own structure,

The intricacy of eyelash and memory,

Your constant line into the air.