Shortly after the poem (remember, I use the term loosely), I penned the following.
Godly Proportions
Neither height nor breath.
Neither east nor west.
No measurement is known.
But, God uses plumb lines.
His Truth knows no error.
His Spirit woos the crooked.
And, makes paths straight;
To make the errant new.
Much greater than even Vitruvius could have imagined.
Richard L. Brewer
12/31/2017
Mediocre Meanderings 