Every day
We connect.
We bridge.
Utilitarian.
Because we need to get from here to there.
Or be connected to get something done.
Aesthetically pleasing
Or not.
It works.
Powerfully.
With the solidity of brick and mortar.
Steel and beams.
There is a beauty in it’s power
To hold us up
And get us where we need to be.
No one ever said
A bridge needed to be straight.
If they did
They were wrong.
Some bridge’s
Only purpose
Is to get to who is on the other side.
I suspect
I am not the only one
Who isn’t even always aware
Of the bridges they cross.
Because we need to be connected.
We take and build bridges
So we aren’t alone.
Because someone or something
Is worth going over to-for-or even to leave behind.
Without even realizing it
Some bridges are created
To surpass even…us.
To avoid us.
Go over us.
Or protect us.
And in a day
We may not even notice
The number of bridges-
That we need
That we take advantage of
That we build.
I started to pay attention and count
I counted nine bridges
And stopped counting.
I just need them to be there
It’s not important that I know how many I need in a day –
It matters that I don’t cross the span
Without the bridge.
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The Chatter Blog 