The Bridge

ByRick Ellsmore

The stones echo

Footsteps shifting

Towards the next

Time 

Standing silent

Patiently waiting

Waters reflection

Capturing me

Dangling in-between

Legs locked

Unable to move 

From this moment

The bridge

Stoic in form

Carrying my weight

Simplicity

Burning through

My weary bones

My wondering

Comforted

Rest Invited

The Light

Burning red

My essence alive

Inviting blue

Out into the open

Comforting 

With yellow’s hue

Orange

Nudging me onward

The journey

Awaits

On the other side

Inviting risk

Yelling freedom

Showing the way

To life untethered

Rick Ellsmore

12.12.17

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