Sonnet: Edifice Upon The Sea

Nine spires stand afloat upon the sea, And rise upwards into the deep blue sky! -The mark of human prowess fantasy, Arising from the waters cyan nigh. Tall spires steeple-like, most wonderful, An architect of human mind and skill; Just built to show that they are beautiful; Ignoring logistics of labor, bill. A treat to all who love to admire; -A sign of human glory immense stands; -A feat by engineers who inspire; Reminder glowing of some foreign hands! What for it stands like this, still no one knows! Just proof of mind’s and heart’s greatness, God-made! A beauty extravaganza, of course; A thing man-made that takes much time to fade! Man thinks he made this feat all on his own; Without God’s grace, man can’t do things alone.