A Call to Arms

Birds perch on the gaps in barbed wire

Beckoning us to join them

Water trickles through the obstruction in its path as if it were nonexistent

We have forgotten that we are water

Vines weave a tapestry through metal

If trees cannot find a gap in the fence they will squeeze their way through,

engulf it,

absorb the border within themselves

This is a call to arms

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LOVE

I want my love to break through glass