Jeffrey Hull

Fortress

Upon the rack of circumstance
   Where life had tried to break me,
I followed gods of time and chance
   Wherever they would take me.

So time and chance they thrashed me hard,
   Which only served to steel me;
My heart was scarred, I kept my guard,
   Afraid it would reveal me.

A stony castle on a hill
   Now ever would protect me.
Heart's hardened walls and force of will:
   No lover could reject me.

'Til Love and Hope, by craft and guile
   Attacked my keep to save me:
Hope's hidden door and secret stile
   Let Love in to enslave me.


© 2005 Jeffrey Hull