once was a wall
an impenetrable barrier
beyond which
nothing and no one
could pass

it withstood all tests
of time
and weather
war and tempest
the furies of nature
and man
came as nothing
and left no mark

bones and rubble
of countless crusades
lay as dust before it
from the ruined remains
of feverishly futile

it was as if this wall
was and would always be
the end
and beginning
of everything

and so the wall became
the bulwark of existence
a final framework
from which to build
all reality

but this was untrue
the wall was an illusion
and as is with all lies

was never really there
and so it was