Walls like the ones in Jericho,
intended to keep me in and shut them out--those who have
lingered near my heart, picking its
locks, cutting the barbed wire, and breaking the chains.
I shrink back into my hiding place,
not willing to let my guard down.
God, You know I don\'t want this again!
The walls cracked and have crumbled
over time as hearts knit together.
Love has cast out fear,
Openness reclusion.
Vulnerable words and kindness have
embraced.