There was no purpose for the fences.
What they fenced in blew away with the wind.
And what they fenced out never tried to get in.


3 thoughts on “Fences

  1. I do love where you are taking me… Around here there is much stone. It is in the buildings (my house) walls, terraces, roads. In Narbonne, nearby, there is an unexposed section of the Via Domita and I enjoy having a coffee there when I am in town. Among the many things that are here, I have begun to listen to the language of the stones. 🙂

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