describing a bridge as having
no end
meant only it was too dark
for me to see
it swung through
the wind
and swung again when
you stepped on it
like eternity branded on it’s
footstep, an eon cable braced
your space, something vast
filled you to scale
it swung though you
and it swung again
like a flag celebrating the
beginning of wind
and you take your first step
Tags: 2009, beginnings, healing, vision
