Big Wall

I am a big wall.
I am everyone’s last breath before they leap.
I am seventy something miles from my last destination.
I fear that I am scared.
But I am a big wall.
I am a joyous occasion. (A week after a funeral.)
I am bred to push limits and go distances.
I am as sacred as sacred things get.
I am an uncanny likeness to the Mona Lisa.
I am stolen every few seconds.
I am your love, your passion, and desire.
I am the king and queen of the castle.
I am egotism.
I am an eruption of spirit lava.
I am a glass of fresh-squeezed lemonade.
I am rough and tumble.
I am crumbling down.