The hallowed vest

To reach toward the pyramid
Atop the burning light
E’er thrust and run and tally –
The trepid traveller’s flight
To be void of divinity –
Subtracted from the sun
Brightness dwindles as time allows
And peddles thoughts still young
Sounding like an orchestra –
The music sung by one
Though whispering – a baritone
Transcends the gathered throng
Who listen to the music
As if they hear Him come
Waiting the day the christened ground -Â
Its ingress shared with some
Relieve one of their wherewithal
Comparison attests
The one atop the pyramid
Wears the hallowed vest.
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