We Claim Our Own

“No man is an island,” said John Donne
No man is an island –  except Every One
wants to be, clearly shown
when we find an island and think to claim our own
 
Why is it that a bit of land, surrounded by the sea
a bit of strand, with water on the lee,
calls like John Donne’s bell,
to everyone, and me as well ?
 
When planning to hold love,
We first seek the Sun and Sky above,
then Safety against strife, behind a wall –
last, our human Love and its companions – all
 
                                                                        (1990s)