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mk_tortie ([personal profile] mk_tortie) wrote2006-03-18 07:14 pm
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Poemsong

Four Stone Walls

These four stone walls that hold my past
Are lost behind a shield of grass
And though I hunt a way between
They’re locked away; I have no key

Beneath my feet the winter stirs
Sends out it’s shoots; twists round my toes
So I can neither walk nor run
So my four walls must stand alone

I have no right to see my life
In any other way than how
I’ve always seen it, burnished gold
This view is mine and mine alone

In summer flowers bloom and spread
Around the walls, above my head
A sky of twisting, turning green
With sunlight streaming in between

I have no right to see my life
In any other way than how
I’ve always seen it, burnished gold
This view is mine and mine alone

The dappled shade which paints my path
Is brightening and fading fast
And every day I’m on the earth
There’s something new I find to learn

And whilst I live and whilst I breathe
I won’t stop trying to succeed
Tear down these walls and
See the sun set for the first time.

~

Was a poem... now a song.

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