I created heaven and eternity the end of my way, so that forever I had there to strive for, and to forget this day, these days a pile behind me, and looked upon them gladly everyday of my life afore, but to see the hill now and look away ashamed, fore I have made no step I have gone nowhere heaven and eternity remain there and I as always am still here oblivious of my breath, and all my constructions beyond the earth are all the damage that I have done in my heart
in parentheses 
Those last few words are quite powerful. I hadn’t looked at it that way. The poem coupled with Michelangelo’s painting really does it for me.
Ahh, I was thinking of changing one of the last words too, guess I won’t now. Glad you enjoyed!