So she built a wall.

This wall was not only strong but beautiful.
She built every corner.
She sat by her wall.

So strong and so bold.
Heavy as the moon.
And lighter than the rays of sun that touched her.

She built a wall.

Believing the higher the better.
Believing the stronger the better.
Believing the bolder the more beautiful.

Never thinking once that the bricks are what betrayed her.
The very foundation crumbled.
Every bit of concrete that held her beauty together.
Destroyed without hesitation or regret.  

So she built a boat and never sat at the wall again.