Bridge

 

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