Tumble Down These Walls

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“Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun;
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.”

Tumble down these walls with me, my dear
Stone by stone, I did place them with care
Protection from monsters I’d learned to fear
Hiding the hurts I could no longer bare

Once, I was a child of light
With red clay stained feet and skinned knees
Twirling in storms, so thrilled by their might
I made my home in the wilds, true friend of the trees

The worn forest paths knew me well
And the limbs of my friends lifted me to the sky
I’d rest in their branches, Cocooned in serenity, like a spell
A soul so light, it could nearly fly

Ah, but life has a way of becoming austere
And the bejeweled flowers turn grey with frost
A laughing golden child learns to fear
And all innocence is lost

And so I built my walls, tall and strong
Without gates through which to pass
My sojourn through solitude grew long
My hands grew soft and my feet forgot the feel of grass

So, tumble down these walls with me, my dear
Let red feet run bright paths through the trees
And have black branches lift us to the stars, past all fear
Come! Let us explore and savor all there is to see!

-LM Jones
Quote: “Mending Wall” by Robert Frost

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