Walls and Windows

you first start
to build walls;
you shut out
yourself
from yourself;
trembling
inside;
cemented
between
fear
and love -
a mind
at war
with itself,
a heart
wanting
to break
open;

and then,
you come to do
the strangest thing -
you leave space
for a window;
to look in, and
look out.

when you don't
build walls
you don't need
windows;
you can stand
with your head held high,
and a heart that's broken
wide open,
to let in the heavens
that are waiting
to embrace you,
to inspire you,
to be alive,
and to dance
into the darkest night,
and the most glorious morning.