Over Every Wall That Blocks Me
And over every wall that blocks me,
Over
Every distant hill that I can see,
I imagine
A magical land,
A land,
Where somehow things are different,
Winged creatures
dance among the trees,
Sunlight,
Falls like torch beams,
White Clouds,
Rise,
Like Mountains in the sky,
Stars hang like diamonds,
Rivers flow like electric blue,
A place
across the hilltops,
The other side of walls,
A place that’s waiting,
Waiting
to be found.
John Roberts
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