Bridge

Across the chasm is a bridge

Where find ourselves

For just a while.

We wobble up and down, testing the links.

There is not much ground to stand on, here.

The sun moves. And we sit

Side by side

On the same level

Surprised

To find each other.

Your side and mine are a continent apart

And there is a lot more chasm than bridge.

We part ways.

Bridge, honour to you,

Frail marvel.

Kindness hopefully built into your slats

Quietly swinging.