her heart
shadowy green meadows
forbidden pastures
closely secured and guarded
no intruders are welcome
surrounded by
towering walls of stone
bars of iron
locks of steel
bricks upon bricks
so solid
and closed
even insects
are forbidden entry
days
months
years
beautiful green fields
lush gardens
closed away
beneath
cloudy skies
without even a
ray of sunshine
countless attempt
to penetrate the fortress
and breathe their last
outside it’s gates
dawn
one tiny spider
approaches
hailing from
pastures as beautiful
beyond a fortress
as unapproachable
as her own
first attempts
yield nothing
soon
spider changes tactics
digs beneath the
wall of stone
slowly
strenuously
days
months
spider breaks through
the fine soil
scales the fortress
from within
weaving
gossamer threads of trust
time
strengthening
her Web of beauty
unbreakable wall
crumbling to dust
Luna- wow! that poem was totally up my alley….now if only I could write so well…sigh
icot-thanx that was really meaningful…I was close to the kedoshim…