bridge to us and time, crossing

Wild River Bridge

span to me and time, taking
fingers stretching slow, splaying
into us somehow, given

bridge to you and draw, crossing
step to ask and smile, testing
grounding reach beyond, arching

day to us and gate, open
breath release and brow, lighting
still the fall of night, lining

stream to ebb and flow, letting cleaving to and through, having
shore to let these from, growing

living into you, turning
view to lend us yours, curving
silvering the bend, taken.



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