A Bridge
Nov 03, 2010 in Poetry
If I crossed a bridge,
a bridge that stretches
with precision
across that wide abyss.
If I took steps small
and with intent
not looking beneath
nor behind
but forward.
If I crossed a bridge
without knowledge of what lie beyond
only with faith
there would be some measure
of solid ground.
If I took steps
small and precise.
If I did
could I survive?
