In your mind you can build giant towers
That stretch up to tickle our roof of sky.
Spend every one of your waking hours
Building your vertical pipe dreams, so high.
Draw from your deepest well, beneath your soul
Where all of your best-hidden secrets lie
Put away safely in a lightless hole.
There you long, there you fear, and wonder why.
Adorn your crafts with these thoughts. Let them free.
Pin your heart - up, up - on the highest floor
For all pairs of eyes in the world to see.
But these spires made perfect, which you adore,
Your mighty towers, made of brilliant stone,
Are in your mind, to outsiders unknown.