Oculus

What we see at the apex of our curving
Ingenuity defies us. Looking through it,
We see beyond it--becoming a collective
Eyeball gazing at God. The school children
That shuffle inside, under the two ceilings
Of stone and sky, sense its philosophy—I
Follow their upward gazing at the celing,
Swimming against the beam of light, to eternity.
I turn inside it out; I see its sheer sexiness:
The offered breast, the desire to caress
The breathless mystery of the Pantheon
That we created with our own hands and minds,
Our own eyes, intellect and spirit, in reflection.