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A Bridge of Hope

April 4, 2019

 

Empty

An empty household-

Quiet as creepy tombstones 

as cobwebs abound.

 

Crying

A thunderous rain-

I'm crying out without sound

as faith dissipates.

 

Lost

A crowded hallway-

With searching to no avail,

I can not be found.

 

Bridge

The chilled timeworn bridge-

Thoughts have been misguided, but

tradition stands firm.

 

Running

A chilling forest-

I'm running to disappear;

then, I see the Tree.

 

Hillside

The other hillside-

Sounds of laughter and singing,

though one way remains.

 

Strings

A melody plays-

Sounds of the strings brings peaceful

music to my soul.

 

 

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