bridges

i have always liked bridges
the view from between two world
the possibilities boiling below
in the nervous rivers
the changes and the oscillations
occurring with high frequency
for a few short seconds
and always have been
a little afraid to cross.

and yet my friend
most of the times
you sit on one bank
and i set on the other
and the bridge calls
for me to cross
once and again
so we can share
the solid ground
of understanding

i join you as you sit in the sand
still and thoughtful and silent
as a monument celebrating wisdom
and my thoughts come
to wrap around your shoulders
to keep you warm and protected
while gently braking the silence
with non words of turbulence
that adamantly flow about
reshaping who we are

- this one for Bushu