
When a heart is insecure,
A fortress built as it endures,
All pain within the mighty walls,
Thus high it stays away from all.
With warmth things turns around,
Heart opens up to that surround;
Explores recklessly it does,
The joy outside here it must.
-- A rare sleepless night, 12 July 0630, photo courtesy of PS, from Salzburg, of the Salzburg fortress