On the other side
of this twilight bridge
where I am standing now,
there is a deep, dark and lovely
forest of stars-
on the other side
of this autumn bridge
where I am now standing,
there is vast, white and charming
fabric of rest-
this is a moment for celebration, for
there is a sun birth
and a spring birth
after this bridge journey ends-
Posted for my prompt ~ Bridge @ Poets United Midweek Motif
sumanar/lekha 