Tourists climb me, yet bare feet hate me.

Look at plans before you start. Make it grow, part by part. Take your time, just be smart The best advice, I can impart.

Pick me. I twist and tumble to work. A mortise-cian needed, With dead space I flirt. A striking of plates, Bolt to hole, then its jerked. At my end, add an ‘et’, Photo kept under shirt.

Isaac Newton pushed this up in his eye and pushed around it, and in the process made discoveries very valuable to science, at the expense of great pain for the duration of his experiment. But with what he used comes a much more creative use.

A vertical path of wooden bones, assisting you to touch the skies, yet grounded on earth. Ascend with care, one step at a time, to reach where birds might roam.