Buttress

On second thought,
failure sits too close
to the base of this wall.

Close your eyes and 
imagine it fallen
on the scene at its base. 

Take heart from fear,
it's the foundation of near-
perfection, our path. 

Sketch with me.
We will add 
structural pads.

Trees lean on each other
rooted to common ground.
Our hope branches from math.

We geometers,
we proofs and reprovers,
we pave height with good retentions.