The Maiden and the Wall

There once lived a Maiden
She lived behind a wall
The wall was made of heavy stone
The Wall would never fall

In solitude she stayed
When morn turned into night
None could come to see her
For the wall was of great height

Many tried to bring them down
With force and frequent fire
But hope would often fade too soon
For force would tend to tire

It seemed that when the knights
Would try to bring them down
The maiden drew in deeper
For fear would thus surround

The knights’ hope began to wane
Their might and power failed
The walls would taunt and tower taller
The walls always prevailed

Then one day a peasant boy
Who was passing near the wall
Paused to stopped and linger longer
To view the wall so tall

He saw the maiden hidden deep
Behind this protective might
He saw the knights’ power fail
And all their wasted plight

The boy began to wonder
Why she was so afraid
He began to sing a song to her
And near to her he stayed

The song was soothing and so kind
With gentle tunes and tones
The maiden heard and curiosity grew
And soft became the stones

The boy continued to sing
And walls began to tumble
The maiden began to move
To nearer to the boy so humble

When finally she appeared
From behind the walls once strong
She came near the peasant boy
And loved him all lifelong