June 12, 2011

The Wall

The wall was built long ago.  Remnants of the barrier it had so boldly proclaimed still mounded here...crumbled there.  A reminder of the lives that had been lost on this lonely field, their battle won.

As I stand here looking over the tufts of heather and heath, I'm thoughtful of the struggle we continue to fight as we turn our hearts toward home.  From a long line of proud ancestors, the fire still flows through my veins.  A stone from the pile of rubble at my feet, I begin to rebuild the fallen wall in front of me as my personal monument to the cause and a symbol of the victory I plan to claim. I am no longer held back by the armies of old...or the crushing power of past conquerors, though their mark will forever remain.

Will I overcome the trials I face?  Will I bear the future with pride?  My heart swells with stories of victories won long ago. Never again to cower in the face of my own iniquities, a sense of peace fills my soul. In this field of memories, I stand tall, a piece of the past in my hand, near the wall that was built long ago.

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11 thoughts about my meanderings:

Sue said...

Love it.

Onward and upward!


Wanderer said...


jeff campbell said...

From rural PA to rural Scotland...quite a journey...such a fine tale...wonderful writing...glad I stopped by...Peace and blessings

Nonna Beach said...

Excellent job !

Like so many others this week with the higher word count, your story pulled me in with it's beautiful visuals and left me wanting to read so much more...Bravo !

Judie said...

This is truly a lovely piece of writing!

Wanderer said...

Thanks, so much, for all the lovely comments, folks!

Jo said...

Oh I have really enjoyed this ... such wonderful words!

cj Schlottman said...

This lovely, haunting vision you have made with your words is beautiful and sad and optimistic all at once. You, indeed, have painted a word picture, one I can see and feel. Thanks.


Wanderer said...

Thank you for your encouragement! I'm glad you enjoyed experiencing this moment in time from my meanderings. :)
Namaste~ such a beautiful word!

Kat said...

I loved this. You captured so much with your words - pride, the weight of history, a sense of destiny. This was beautifully written, and I enjoyed it very much.

Jenny said...

What haunting, beautiful visuals.

This was a superb little gem of a story.

I admire the way you write.

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