Marble Facade

Lo, what stands before me is most certainly peculiar This bombast wall of mystery crafted by an artificer unknown Thus I shall pursue my inquiry by light that is lunar, And cast away every unturned stone As I draw near this pillar now, A certain notion becomes quite clear Its facade is of great beauty, this, I cannot disavow For the marble is exquisite, ‘tis something to revere Assuredly, this work serves for a greater purpose indeed To arouse inspiration amongst mankind, And to hasten the pace at which we succeed As to not rush articulation, but to ensure all deeds are refined The sun commences to rise and this pillar turns to waste For what is valuable at night; in the day, is erased