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 
Walking one of these bridges is unlike anything else my body has ever experienced … a wobbly sort of floating … always a huge relief to get across, back on solid ground …
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They are entities of wobbling uncertainty! But even solid ground wobbles under me these days.
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woah! amazing words and visual
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Thanks, Beth. The image is from morguefile.com.
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