I walk a trail I've never trod
and spot a dry stone wall
A memory spikes for each these rocks
my fingers placed them all
Far out of time and in this place
I built that wall of stone
From the creek bed far below
I hauled each one alone
Two hundred years and more have passed
since that wall was laid
Cold fingers mashed and knuckles barked
the bloody toll was paid
From mid-west roots I've been drawn
to this wood down east
To lay to rest a haunting dream
where once my life was ceased
To hide a tryst I built a nest
that blended with the land
A lovers lodge built in the hill
a hunters place to stand
A brutal man had forced my hand
her hurt I could not bare
She stole my heart I stole her love
what price I did not care
Off beaten paths I hide our tracks
but trackers born will find
One night is ours these happy hours
love burnt into each mind
This aching heart wake with a start
dream or memory fade
Rock wall evokes a deathly chill
too cold to be just shade
Deja vu
Richard Higley© Mar 2011
