The tower
is an island
all of its own.
The tower
is a needle
in an embroidery pattern.
The tower
is a hand waving
both hello and goodbye.
The tower
is a tree,
branch-less yet sturdy.
The tower
is a central pole
in a big top circus.
The tower
is polished crystal,
mirroring the stars.
The tower
is just a tower,
when all’s said and done.