Pile of Sand
You reached out your hand
then recoiled in horror,
for you felt that my skin
was made of bricks and mortar.
You expected the touch
of soft, soft silk
instead you felt
the wall I had built.
Strong and solid
not to be knocked down,
for it is surronded by a moat
and I would drown.
Try as you might
you can't break this wall,
I made sure it was strong
and would never fall.
There are no cracks
so do not try to peep through,
all that lies behind
shall remain hidden to you.
Do not try to chip away
and force your way in,
there is no way
my wall is moving.
Walk all the way round
you'll see there is no gate,
no chains and padlocks
for you to break.
You may try to climb
and jump over my wall,
but I built it slippery
so you will fall.
You will get hurt
so please just walk away,
and leave me behind my wall,
alone to stay.
There is no way in,
that I have told you,
so why do you continue
to try to break through?
Anyone else
would have turned around
and accepted the defeat
on this battle ground.
Not you, though
you say there is no way you'll leave me here
you say you love me,
and will not disappear.
You sit and watch
you silently wait
untill I tell you how
this wall you can penetrate.
You bear to me
your opened heart,
and watch my wall
slowly fall apart.
Through the rubble
you grab my hand,
together we stare at my broken wall
now only a pile of sand.
You did not give in
or walk away,
you set me free to live
and I will be ever thankful for this day.
