Your Voice is clear and your words are crystal
It's my secret thoughts that cause the ripples
In the Pool that you flow across, to me,
I see only as an act of Pity.
The Shields come down,
The Walls go up.
I will not sip from your olive cup.
I see in your eyes, they do not waver
From reaching out, further, wider, stronger.
The canopy, your mind, seeks to cradle
Yet I see tendrils binding and strangling.
The Shields come down,
The Walls go round.
I cannot be of a mind that is sound.
I feel your thoughts to me and feel your heart,
You’re trying to help, I can’t understand
It seems to me to be a deception,
You hindering, your preventing, aren’t you?
The Shields go up,
The Walls are firm.
You will not breach for your concern.
I know you are True yet I believe you False,
Winds of Certainty are caught in the breeze.
A gust can sweep it away and the Doubt,
Oh the Doubt, it consumes all and nothing.
The Shields are total,
The Walls protect.
I shall not let chinks in my armour be.
Earth builds the walls, the mind creates the shield
And thus we are alone, we want to be
Yet we don’t. We are cold as the Mountains
And still as the sky, it’s safe to be alone.
Walls and Shields, they save us all
And are our downfall.
