Windswept

Walls.

As I approach your fortress,

I see the dark forbidding walls,

Towering to scratch the sky,

Stern sentries at every entrance.

I look, in silence,

Knowing that these walls,

Protect you from storms,

Pain and heartache cannot permeate.

I set up camp below your towers,

I prepare my vigil,

Ready for my quest,

To set you free.

Know this:

I was Joshua's mentor at Jericho,

I aided Ghengis Khan to conquer the Chin,

I instructed Job in the art of patience.

The love I hold for you,

Defies all impediments,

It will forge cracks in these defences,

To let in shards of sunlight.

Tear down your shrouds within,

Replace them with golden tapestries,

Play, at last, sweet music,

To welcome me.

For my love will be your protection,

My love will be your shield,

And your salvation,

You will have no need of walls.

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Owain Glyn