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The Walls of Time.
(From The Woodsman’s Notebook)
My friends and family know how cruel I’ve been, until
that day when she walked in.
Into my life, into my soul, then melted my heart made of
ice and stone.
She opened the doors of my minds eye with a secret key,
a key she had found, unknown by me.
Frightened and scared her footsteps walked, through a
labyrinth of dark halls, only to be held back by four
walls.
Walls so high they touched the sky built to protect the
man inside, never again to be touched by some prying
eye.
Walls of steel iron and stone though I was safe now and
truly alone.
Yes I was safe and all alone, but trust and love were
too far-gone.
To love again was a thought too much to bear, to find
someone, who would even care.
So you see, to sit in the caverns of one’s minds eye to
avoid the pains of daily life isn’t so bad for someone
as cold as me. Rough, tough a heart of stone and a
little sneer keeps the distance you won’t let them near. |
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- She
told me long ago when we were just barely
friends, the person she saw wasn’t really too
tough at all.
Then came a day she walked right into my life
pulled and tugged with all her might, the great
walls crumbled and tumbled from sight.
Walls of steel, iron and stone, thought I was
safe, guess I was wrong.
Her touch was so tender, her smile so warm, only
love could melt this heart of ice and stone.
Steel, which replaced bone stone, which replaced
flesh, has been changed back again.
Now my days filled with sunshine, my nights
twinkle with stars, how great it feels with her
wrapped in my arms. My love’s so strong now, I
understand what is meant by “God’s great plan.”
Now each passing day we walk hand in hand this
lovely lady and her loving man.
- The Woodsman
6/04/98
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