The boarders we put up.
The guards we hire.
The protect the unknown.
The places we long to go and desire.
But if the guard steps down?
Will we be safe?
To find that we can trust.
Maybe find a resting place.
The guards stay up.
I will look with wonder.
To keep safe and secure.
Protect at all costs.
No one will plunder.
If only meant for a season?
Have they outstayed their welcome?
A risk, I let them go.
To feel the water on my skin.
Refresh my soul.
We have waited, it’s time to drive in.
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A pathway or a ledge.
A wonder or a fear.
Tension rising as the chain is coming near.
Who put this here?
My unease and insecurity.
My protection and fear.