Mending Wall
Beyond the hills, where trees whisper secrets old,
A wall of stones, weathered, mossy, and cold.
Each spring, we meet, neighbors, side by side,
To mend the breaches where the stones have died.
Mending Wall, an ode to boundaries unseen,
Where nature's hand and human efforts lean.
Not just of stone, but of belief and thought,
A testament to the divides we've wrought.
Meaning
“Mending Wall” delves into the complex interplay between man and nature, and the deeper symbolism of walls in human relationships. The act of repairing the wall each year serves as a metaphor for the ongoing efforts to maintain boundaries, both physical and metaphorical, between people. It reflects on the paradoxical human need for both connection and separation, questioning the walls we build in our hearts and minds. The poem explores the themes of tradition, communication, and the natural cycle of breaking and healing, suggesting that while some barriers may be necessary, others prevent the growth of mutual understanding and shared experiences.
Inspirations Behind
I was inspired by the sight of an old stone wall, stretching across a field, partly crumbled yet standing firm. It made me ponder the invisible walls we erect in our lives—the barriers of misunderstanding, prejudice, and fear that divide us. Drawing from this imagery, I wanted to capture the ritual of mending these walls, not just as a physical task but as a symbol of our complex relationships with others and the natural world. This poem is a reflection on the necessity and futility of certain barriers, inviting us to consider which walls we should mend and which we should let crumble to allow new growth and connections to flourish.
