Once upon a time there was a garden on a high hill
Standing green and blossoming against the sea
And there the sun came and the rain pourin? down
The garden grew and splattered bits of color on the ground
And it took shape and symmetry of life around
There came wind driven and howling
There came snow and I feared for the garden
So I built a wall and another and roofed it over thick and strong
Kept it from the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
But when the sun came and the gentle rain of spring
They could not find the garden behind those walls
It would have died, safely, securely, died
But as I watched and as I learned I tore the walls down
The garden still lives
