Concrete Connection

'Something there is that does not love a wall'


something there is that does not love at all-


though Love makes the world go round, which of


the twelve kinds abounds and surrounds?


I doubt for all I see from above


there is one land mass, open to view

 amidst the vast boundless ocean blue


no line no divide All in one stride


one piece linking all, brick by brick


arch by arch, curve by curve, peace to serve


towers tall destined to fall, walls forsaken


blasted and broken,crushed and crumpled


built for miles in mountainous terrains


hardly hide or hold the reins of stains


and strains,no gains just partitions and pains;


scattered dead are the remains,known or unknown


all are undertaken, in soil or sea, alone


all have to go-yet why do we ignore ,no score


the evergreen side by side, grow and abide


ever beside, fresh and seen , scene by scene,


life beyond is the Truth for sure,this side


is strife,war and death,how short is the sight


for just on the other side, side by side


love and peace and sunshine bright,sparkle


in line all the time waiting to receive


those who wish to serve the Lord,all they


need, to stop and turn and gently move


through the arch , under the curve,


and as we remember the great resurrection


let us turn and not ignore the holy concrete connection.