Upon the layers
Of bricks
Over bricks
The north has been decided
The architecture
Slowly
Being planned
It might disappoint the glance of flying birds
But it shall amaze the disposition of the one special spider
The spider whereby her venom
In all simplicity and magnificence
Molds the ways of the castle
Pillars the foundations through the stones
With the unique and unfathomable brightness of her smile
For am I the builder
But her beauty and truth
Is the ultimate architect
And the ultimate sunshine
Of all my yield.