THE ZIGGURAT

The Ziggurat So. I am completed now, and what have you learned that you did not already know? Closer to the gods, I suppose, who seem somewhat indifferent if you ask me. You are the ones making all the noise. I have no complaint. You treat me well. You lavished millions of man-hours to forge and lay my bricks. You commissioned the finest work of artisans to inscribe my walls. I am admired, worshiped perhaps, by many (not all, I notice - I will keep their secret). I do stand tall and imposing, and the view is quite nice. The birds, in particular, seem to be appreciative, catching soft thermals from my sloped sides. They glide without effort at the pinnacle; some even daring to land. And that’s about it for me. What did YOU have in mind?