Nell

tree    .........  wind .........

be thou my protector, oh my lord

Things small when seen small

grow smaller when big

things big when seen small

grow bigger as I grow big

fears that were small then.... but  so big to me

have grown bigger than me ..... now that I am big

places that hid me then

won’t hide me now

the fear has grown so big

it is inside the place I hide

be thou my protector, oh my lord

tree ...........wind  .........

Our horizons are so vast

we can see from the past to the unborn yet to come

yet we hide ourselves within invisible walls

shelter from the fear .... the fear that grows faster than we

so that our wall is never high enough

Quick ...

build another wall!

Don’t let anyone touch me ...

or see the person that is me.

© Ian Croft July 1995