Bridge Across

They lie there at your feet, in distinct colors––

the links and chains, spanning geography and ages,

arranged as candy bright offerings

for passage across

You can traverse any one,

but cannot change course 

until you are across somehow––

That is the bargain made––not with the devil,

but with the very forces that created 

arbitrary delineations in matter,

time and quantity, and the imperative to deliver.

I have crafted this, 

it comes from the heart of my dream––

A headdress lifted and set upon your 

noble face, tilted upward

A way to see and view what is around you––

if you keep it on

and hear my refrain

There is no need to escape,

or run from the totality of your mission

Only see if you can cut through the static 

without knowledge of span or destination,

take that leap as far as you can.


Artwork: Jardine April Limuran