Thursday, July 24, 2014

A Wall of Flowers

Dr Abe V Rotor
 Mural on canvas by the author

A wall I saw rising layer after layer as I grew older and older,
but never too high to keep me on one side; 
A wall that separated cities and countries and ideologies,  
but never did I settle down on one to abide.

A wall I left a long time ago, and wish it's still there standing, 
familiar of many stories, tears and laughters;
A wall of memories, each dot an event worth remembering.
Lo! a living wall of mosses, ferns and flowers. ~

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