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The Stone Walls

If the heart was stone walls…
The years would build it so high and tall.
It would be so strong, to hold everything in.
Wishes, dreams, even secrets could not escape.
Then, a lonely Soul comes by one day, to admire the walls.
In all it’s days, the walls have seen nothing like it. 
It sparkled like the moon, but still so fragile and little. 
The walls thought, “It couldn’t it be so bad. I must let it in.”
Aware of the consequences it could have, 
The old wooden doors still swung open.
The grateful Soul walked in slow and carefully,
Making sure to pick up any broken pieces it see’s along the way.
They got to know each other well, the walls and that Soul.
Confidence was built, trust was gained.
Some stones did have a few cracks in them to begin with, 
But they were soon banded together with feeling for the Soul that lasted forever.
Only the Soul could say things to the stones that made them want to melt.  
“I love you” was the biggest one of all. 
They were only little words, but they knew how to build the walls up higher and higher.
Days had gone by and time came when the Soul, feeling full and satisfied,
Wandered out those gates, in came in so long ago,
Only to carry on it’s way.
And that is when the walls found the one word that could tear them back down.
“Goodbye.” was all that stumbled out of it’s mouth.
They fell with a shattering crash that echoed throughout the land.
Rain followed, to form a moat.
Protecting the walls that only time could rebuild.
Hoping that one day they could once again swing their doors open
to that sad, lonely Soul. They could only wait.
And that’s what would happen 
If the heart was stone walls...

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