I honour this fence beneath my feet.
It separates me from who I think I am, have been, and who I may someday be.
Each fence I cross is sacred; as are the ones I have dared not climb.
I would not grow if I did not cross them,
And I would not know my direction if they were not by my side.
I don’t stand alone upon this fence,
But my journey to it has been unique.
And, whether I cross it, or return to where I had been heading,
My experience of this sacred fence will always remain with me.
Ibrahim J. Long 
It’s interesting to me how some of us dare to name the fences that we: stand on, cross, avoid; while others leave them nameless an ignored. Thank you for sharing.