Living On A Bridge

Seems readily accessible,

this landing spot,

choices will take us

either direction.


We can stay inside

all day in the musty memory

of lost passions,

and unfortunate treasures.


Cross over to the other side,

there’s a reality,

a place to stand

a welcoming respite.


I once thought I knew

just how bad it was,

how miserable the one side

could always end up being.


Yet today while the sun rose

I began to imagine,

flowers of spring,

a hot summer day.


There is truth in

finding peace inside our soul,

in knowing our heart

can really bleed.


I’d like to stand here

a while longer

to remind myself,

how each end would feel.


There’s a bridge in all of us,

we just choose …

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