They had a love for the boundary wall
Where occupied round the seasons
Their frames slender or substantial
Meditative eyes in philosophic brooding
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Life as if perched on this boundary wall...a blink and he crosses over to that mysterious world...
Time has replaced brick walls by fence of iron spears and again as time bids the transit, we disappear (escape?) beyond the boundary wall....! A wonderful write leaving still some deeper meanings! !