praise for the bridge that carried me

 

 

i remember your loving kindness like a silent movie

i can see you, and your lips are moving

but i cannot hear you or feel you anymore

yesterday, the ground was shaking with loving kindness

and the wind was blowing with smiles

i sensed the earth, i felt the breeze

but i know, now, that scenes will change just as surely as the weather

and though my compass is aligned and overflowing, always

still, my bridge will not fall

 

 

~ janean christine mariani