No-borders (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
It’s unconscious these barriers
We erect here between us
Like something chosen then forgotten
So we can’t see the lines we drew
So it seems within us essentially
As just the place we split apart
And the hidden road to harmony
Something that we never knew
Is there yet a path to find them
Beyond borders we create
To re-write our pointless rules
And find a perfect resting place?
If we could yet here remember
What our initial choices were
We may at last surrender
To a far more needed grace
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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I think our lives are constructed within borders we impose on ourselves and often they are not what others see us to be. Good one Helen.
Thanks Michael!! 🙂 🙂
I like the rhythm in this poem
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
First we invented these borders; then we started fighting over them….
Very true, thank you!! 🙂 🙂
I too enjoyed the rhythm. It made me think of the internal barriers that we impose on ourselves as well as the barriers that we perceive others to have. Sometimes we are guilty of assuming what they may be, rather than actually trying to find out what they are. Excellent poem.
Thanks Jade!! 🙂 🙂
Excellent, Helen!! I have to agree…the rhythm is perfect. Did you read it out loud?? It’s perfect.
No, I didn’t…glad it worked though, and thanks for your support as ever!! 🙂 🙂