Rain Forest Bridge
To cross
you must first
trust the strands
to hold.
The second tentative
step precedes
the next,
each successive one
gaining strength:
here to
there, now
to then, a summoning of
entreaties
within
one’s faith.
Vapor meets cooler air,
forming droplets,
clouding the far side.
I have feared endings
and the strictures of the unseen,
but here
in this vast
swaying,
I know
one line
bisects the void.
* * *
“Rain Forest Bridge” first appeared in Four Ties Lit Review in August, 2014.
A recording of it may be found on the Four Ties site.
O at the Edges 
To cross you must first trust the strands to hold…. What if the strands fail you? What’ll be the next step?……. Nice piece.
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That would require another poem. 🙂
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Then I want another poem please. I like Rain Forest Bridge too. Its lit
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I’m certain that it will be written. But who knows when?
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And as with life, the strands must hold not only YOU, but all the others who add weight along with you, beyond measure or control … possibly beyond capacity of those strands … yet … forward step by step …
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Always forward, daunting though that may be!
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As is life…. one tentative step at a time….. holding onto trust and faith…..
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Tentative yet forward, Ivor. One after another.
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❤️
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Thank you, Carrie!
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Fear and trust. The basics. (K)
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They often seem at odds, but aren’t.
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Great metaphor for life. Thank you 😊
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I’m so pleased you think so. Thank you.
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