Boundary Wall

They had a love for the boundary wall Where occupied round the seasons Their frames slender or substantial Meditative eyes in philosophic brooding Till in the sunset years or sooner They disappeared beyond that wall. Many of them have warmed those bricks When the night’s chill forbade to be outdoor But the restless ears strained to hear Brushing of body against body Till their blood warmed in the moon’s heat Covered the delirious trek to the dawn! Now have come up the fence of iron spears Burying the joys and yesteryear’s tears And the restless ears can now only hear The cold bricks groaning in the night’s lull! Quietly bids the time for the transit Beyond the boundary wall!