A Wall Poem by James McLain

O my heart! How through it's walls you grasp
Love could stay or love pass.
Your face, my eyes I gasp, the paint
The pain that love I feel won't last.

Green and full,
Each bush it's leaves none but I may pass.
And round the rocks beneath the moon,
And I can see what is and what is not.

Trees so tall you touch the crown, the sky
Is within reach,
The city throbs with life and with bright lights.

And in her hands I find myself, whom gave to it
Who if we're you,
Would give as well and let no other past.
To die each night
and be reborn with each new day sunrise.

The wall my heart, each chamber sleeps within,
A garden filled with roses there, the gardener
Slips away from my good heart, she said.

When hope is a bird, a healthy bird it rises
And floats away.
And sees the brick, the wooden fenced,
The wall that keeps us all within and let's
Nobody out.

Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017