Sunday, May 1, 2011

if i could build a wall

it would implode upon itself
moss would start to grow
and flowers would take root
springing up here and there
and every neglected place.
in the wall's stead would rest
a garden so unimaginably quaint and flourishing
even i wouldn't recognize it.

the wall would be broken and left to surprise and delight would be nothing
but beauty.

as i break down my wall
this moss creeps in.
and it is lovely.

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