The Wall

The glistening metal reflected my eye,
but by its reflection, I could not find
that part of me, hidden behind
the wall of fire and ice.

Wherefore a wall of element value
to hold me from my excessive go-to?
"Adieu," said I, "I dare not stay.
Adieu, adieu, adieu."

How not, instead, a river or bay,
not a wall of fire or ice?
How now, a calling, so far away,
yet the wall stands still –
The wall full, still, of feist.
The wall of fire and ice.