Year 3

What ruin met, what scattered stones here lay!
This place where men had dared to climb above.
Their hearts, ambitions filled, were led astray-
united, yet so far away from Love.

A tower, they had hoped, would bring them fame;
with undivided speech, they baked their bricks.
They spake the tongues of angels just to blame
each other – clanging came the ruin swift.

So here we stand, our union, may it be
not as the ones who came to such an end.
Instead of building up, dear, let us see
above and find the Ladder here descend

For only by this Ladder can we dream
to see the Love that fuels our love unseen.